Teeth on steel
The bullet an inch from your lips
This time it’s real
What was the thought before ya slipped?
What’s the appeal?
I do it all for the trip
How will it feel?
I’m ready to see what this is
Convince me to stay
And take me to the nearest BK
Have it your way
You say I gotta do what you say
I investigate
And find nothing but old jars made of clay
So I create
In hopes to find something to celebrate
But the man down the way
Wanted more distortion straight away
Tell Joe I love him
Let Jack know how much he means to me
Tell my uncle Tim
He was a highlight of my journey
Tell my ex wife
I didn’t believe what I could see
Now I’m back to life
I’m bored and tired of never knowing
I’m sick of rapport
It’s all an act when I get no sleep
Is this hardcore?
I’ve lived with it for eternity
So I’ll play these two chords
Over and over until you hear me
Did I press record?
It came back around on a repeat
Did I press record?
A time loop expanding eternally
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