Floating melon head, can’t you feel it

Growing sense of dread, don’t feed me bullshit

Fuck you, fuck you, waste of spirit, waste of youth

Come on, come on, can’t you hear it? Hear the truth

Elevator love, she’s on the fourth floor

It’s what he dreams of, but can’t find the door

Oh no, oh no, though you know it, though you feel it

Just what I thought, I’m full of shit, you rotten Brit

She says she sees light but doesn’t wonder

If this all feels right, I’m over under

Falling, falling, deep into my righteousness

Save me, save me, I’m bitter now, I’m bitter now

Skeeteroni soup is splashing on me

Turning me to goop, I want to believe

Oh god, oh god, fingertips, fingеrtips

Too much, too much, kiss ‘er lips, oh ain’t they nice

Shе screams to the void, I’m coming for ya

Like an asteroid, she jumps right to it

Come back, come back, tears are flowin’, tears are flowin

Love you, love you, wind is blowin’, mind is going

I see concrete hell, and get a hot dog

I’m not feeling well, what’s a god frog

Andres, Andres, motorbike, motorbike

Patronizing, take a hike, drop the mic