There's a slice in my neck
It's been there since before i was born
I was breathing like a fish in a womb

In a tank full of fluid

I did nine months

Till the doc cut me loose
My mother was filled with popcorn
Soaked in strawberry hill boones


Every day is like the first
But with a harder head

Every day is like the first
But with a harder head


That slice in my neck
It's oozing jelly clear as glass
Between my finger and my thumb

It'll stretch for inches between the bones

Every day is like the first

But with a harder head
Every day is like the first
But with a harder head