(Intro Instrumental) Guess it was the Adderall after all That made me feel so freakishly tall. Wall after wall, face plant on the saw Raw dog is still my favorite call. (Breakdown) Toss the moss into the flame Drop the anchor of the act to want to react to the pain. Guess what I'm trying to say, is I'm sorry Re-arrange the insides of the time and place. This face is just a fake anyways. The real one is up in space. Shape up kid, or time will just take more away. (Outro)


