They want trash

They want you batting a lash

I'll eat styes from elephants' eyes

They're in touch

With their inner crutch

They wont stab but they'll grab

And that's just like the other



We get nerves

And we drown it in booze

We take lives from elephants' eyes

They're in bed

With their cutting lead

It wont stop if you shop

With the lovers of bloodshed



I went to school, and saw slides

Of where I'm meant to be

Where I'm meant to be



We read time

Like a kid eating limes

We're in town when bees are let out

We get laughs

Through an osmotic patch

We're attached to the past

Cause our future's a bleak one



I went to school and saw slides

Of where I'm meant to be

I'm meant to be

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