ricochet

I spent the wrong side of a dollar getting down Cabinets filled with medicine, unfamiliar sounds The cat was dying, so it crawled under the house Let me be, let me be where I belong I'm happy that you feel depraved Wrestled me into the grave Next to me was where you laid Terror always ricochets Put on your execution hood Release your weapons-grade contagion These flies aren't capable of good Besieged by righteous indignation Understanding restlessness on underpasses Is an understated feeling, and I'm unenthusiastic I'm just a slug, just a pile on the mattress Let me be where I belong I'm happy that you feel depraved Wrestled me into the grave Next to me was where you laid Terror always ricochets This city breathes out its exhaust This city leaves its own abrasions This city breathes out its exhaust That skunk just watched your fever breaking