Trading your years for obedience
Haven't seen the Sun
For days on $#&@ing end


My eyes they drip tomorrows lies
My skin helps me with fornication

Staring dead on jagged rocks
That fill my glass with jagged ice
Cancer rider comin' through

Full on clemency
Another day to be... all you can $#&@in' be


Any days a good day to $#&@in' die
Full blown tragedy of life
Singularity of an embalmbed embrace