Swamp lands drop on this dark card

Late nights, invite insecure thought abroad

I'm far away

Far away from the lights and sirens

But also far away from the chains with the diamonds

Acoustic guitar and artificial beats slam

So these words can metamorph

Contort and touch down

Does it make sense?

I didn't think so

My eyes roll 12 o'clock

Beaten with a bag of Masterlocks

How it feels when 32 in

On an adventure like Finn

In before the sin

Soul Atrophy

Break down

Waste of cells

Break down

I'm beat

Time for the up keep

After years of a new world order

There has to be a new conspiracy to follow

The illuminati is fake and imaginary like all your idols

Face it, Taste it

Rag it, Tag it, Bag it up

Bury the lead

Check it

Still no mentions in my twitter feed

J 30 page spread

Because it fell out of my head

And on to a page

To a screen

On to a beat

Self fulfilling defeat

Call your bluff when your puffing blunts

Only 4 tracks, Something's up

Music flood, Time to spill some blood

I'm like The Punisher on the end of Garth Ennis' run

Going HAM on you stans, Who's the man?

I'm going Transworld, Fuck local shows for no pay

Pull you hoods up, Adventure time, it's my way

After years of the New World Order

There has to be a new conspiracy to follow

The illuminati is fake like all your idols (repeated to end)