Aob

[Verse] They exit out the back They’re coming from the east I infiltrate their hidden parts The origins of things They think they know [Verse] They’re coming from the west They keep their soft parts hidden I fill their cups with boil and The images of girls They think they know [Interlude] [Verse] I wasn’t always right I wanted to be different They filled my house with something else An accident of force I thought I’d outgrow