Meth Of A Rockette's Kick

Mounds of feeble trouble drop from the skies

I've seen an ailing nothing where the outer space lies

Powder kegs and marbles turn from grey to green eyes

I won't be sentimental

Stay at a hospital tonight

Hydrophonic sonic rhymes

Submerge me in the water until I'm free of all crimes

Brussel propulsive healthy mouses

Gurgle in slime

And fondle all the fishes and make them all cheer up

Rage in their souls gotta be controlled

I'm often confused

Waves in the pool

Burr in my side

Make it come back

You make it connect

You make it come true

And that's it

Holes in my head

I'm holding my head

And it's slow motion blues

I'm free

I'm free

I'm free

Cutting burned spiders

Worshipping twine

Laughing out the sugars in the sticky strange shrine

Drinking mountain cider by the suicide mines

I want to be fighter when the pilot's not lit up

Screaming, sucking, slurping chimes

It often makes me wonder if we'll be through in time

(???) boces

Gurgle in grime

Shoot it like a loon until you make the skin clear up

Rage in the soul gotta be controlled

And I'm often confused

Often confused

Waves in the water

Burr in my side

Make it come back

You make it connect

You make it come true

And that's it

Holes in my head

I'm holding my head

And it's coming from you

I'm free

I'm free

I'm free

Make it come back

You make it connect

You make it come true

And that's it

Holes in my head

I'm holding my head

And it's slow motion blues

I'm free

I'm free

I'm free

I'm free

I'm free

I'm free

I'm free