Dry the words in syllables
They made for great intervals
Fuck --------------
Ah try for another
Another transplant

Pull the shades on the coolness train
Sleep comes as it tends to pain

Go toll pest
Go cold crest
Go incest
Go fucking mess
Fucking mess

Sound bite

Words just linger
Count my fingers

Trust no one
What you'll lose will cost you a fucking ton
Trust no one
If it's not wrapped up, I wouldn't try to com