Yea, 'cause I can feel it hit me, hit me

It's like the rhythm of the synonym is drippin' in me

But I can Kill it with a capital K

Better than these pocket-fillers and their capital gains

I'll put the symbol over theirs, it’s a radical paint

And I will keep my brush swinging 'til the habit will change

'Cause I can feel it hit me, hit me!

I can feel it hit me, hit me!

 

My prayer is a fetish for the endtimes

I'm a sinner searching for the synonym to hell

Yea, 'cause I can feel it hit me, hit me

I've got the rhythm of the synonym drippin' in me

But I can Kill it with a capital K

Syn-switch it to a sound that we’ve been dying to taste

I can feel it hit me, hit me!

Bring it in, come on!

 

My prayer is a fetish for the endtimes

I'm a sinner searching for the synonym to hell

I revel in the ready recollection

Of the non-believer buying all the books I sell

 

Oh, you shouldn't have

You really shouldn't have

I'm gonna show you what you hate most…

I see a symbol. Dripping on my window-sill, yea, the blood-stained paint is fresh

It's got one straight line, but the other motherfucker is a curvy mess

And at the bottom is a dot provoking thought, it’s hoping for a better plot in style

But I could never tell you, never never tell you, how it makes me feel like –

 

Twitch Kids feel the synonym drippin' in!

 

Synonym drippin' in

Synonym drippin' in