Scabs

Born-to-scab solipsists are boogying for big commission
(Don't talk to me)
Yes, in your backyard you take handshake squeezes to extremes
(Don't talk to me)
Nihilistic greeting to a flytrap hungry for a fist
Don't talk to me, don't talk

Who do you wanna prove you're a big dog to?
You turn the screw, but you're using the wrong size tool

Don't talk to me, don't talk to me
Don't talk to me, don't talk to me

If we're adults, then why macro-manage every conviction?
(Don't talk to me)
Breaks are out 'til feet below, four on floor in plague and snow
(Don't talk to me)
Storm atop a broke umbrella, plans of the universe are not clear to you
Don't talk

Who do you wanna prove you're a big dog to?
You turn the screw, but you're using the wrong size tool

Don't talk to me, don't talk to me
Don't talk to me, don't talk to me

Keep the lines moving, we're all supposing
You'll shoot your shot in space
No ostentation, help me help make sense of
Revenge in my veins
Revenge in my veins

Taunting me with comment slop, monosyllables exhaust
So don't talk, don't talk

Don't talk to me, don't talk to me
Don't talk to me, don't talk to me