[Verse 1]

You ain't the same at all

Melt down face the wall

The young child chewin' his leg with them pendulous eyeballs makes you call, like

"What's the price on a eighth?" Your star prize awaits

Let it prize your face apart, how's that blood in your saliva taste?

Now, whole lot of booze in the system, whole lot of suits outside

Hole in your head so big you could fit a whole town in a ditch that size

An', you were outdated, you were outnumbered

I was out raving, out with the drunkards

You were in a little tin box all sprawled out, sprouting a dark grey fungus

You and your endless rehearsals, what's my line?

Stop eating them pills you're eating all day, they're eating your mind

Sudden flash of a thousand dead children, little man yells 'roll cameras'

Flash back to a brawl on set with these withered old actors

[Hook] (x2)

Nice little husk you're dragging

Nice little swing you built

Feds at the front door banging

That spider will spin you silk

[Verse 2]

That's what that cotton ball does to ya

Makes you roll like death's best customer

You can score the whole thriller between the scratch marks on your drained out jugular

Nah, you and your doctor, you and your poisons

You and your schedule of endless appointments

You and your jailer, you and your tomb

You and your shrine to a squid-faced goon

She still sits in a waiting room

With her ears in her right hand, grating em

Mute button worn away, screaming old man cello-taped to her cranium

Drenched on a park bench howling

Fat little feds in a toy car

Mile-high reptiles out there prowling

Hold that thought, brick for a brain, come lets talk

I caught her at King's Cross squeezing her tears in a tall glass feeding em all to a bright red corpse

Weird, these days I ain't powdered up

Twitch of a nerve, blink of a an eye, call of the wild, loud as fuck