waiting or just wasting who are you saving yr creepy cravings for?
are you afraid of more?
deflated and frustrated the infrastructures standing on a toothpick
but damn those machines are getting quick
complaining or just raining a soaking wet backpack
he's holding you back, yeah
making animal sounds to see
what kind of animal are we
a query turned a theory that to be is to rot
you can't take the animal out of me
sitting just like chickens shitting eggs direct into the landfill
these fucking headache pills don't work
not thinking mostly drinking a million cellphones blinking like
candlelight, but you still can't sleep at night
deflated isolated hey all you lovely ghosts you know that we love you
but we can't kiss what we can't see
what kind of animal are we?
a question of direction is there anything out there?
can someone please take the animal out of me?