I think I'll lay here awhile
Pool my dreams like bile
You turn your eyes in on me

I'll give you a big toothy smile

Alright I'm going away


I think I found my Treble
I push and pull the levers

My speakers shoot fire
That's how we heat eachother


The bass is tasting sour
More Obscure by the hour
A girls priced right at twenty

But you and me together are too many

Sulking at the midway store