And there are those who
Hadn't found the speaking so wrong
Is it wrong
Of Pavlov lore
They ran rampant through the floors
Is this wrong
Feels so wrong
Happened on a respirator bet
Muzzling the spent
Are they gone are they gone
Stung the slang of a gallows
Rationed a dead letter pure
Trackmarked amoeba lands craft
Cartwheel of scratches
Dress the tapeworm as pet
Tentacles smirk please
Flinched the cocooned meat
Infra-recon forgets
Now there are those who
find comfort in the bleeding Wrong
is it wrong
It houses the watchful eyes
They're panting in a pattern in droves
Are they gone
And there are those who
havent found the speaking so wrong
Is it wrong
Stung the slang of a gallows
Sanctioned a dead letter pure
Trackmarked amoeba lands craft
cartwheel of scratches
dress the tape worm as pets
tentacles smirk please
flinch the cocooned meat
infra-recon forgets
evaporated the fur
because it covers them
if you only knew the plans they had for us
Lacerated the tongue
I think they speak too much
I will not go, convulsing to their basement
They used to have pulses in them
But impulses has made the strong
They used to have pulses in them
But impulses has made them strong
Evaporated the fur
Because it covers them
If you only knew the plans they had for us
Trackmarked amoeba lands craft
Cartwheel of scratches
Dress the tapeworm as pets
Tentacles smirk please
Flinch the cocooned meat
Infra-recon forgets
Theres gotta be a way
Of getting out
Are you just growing old
Trackmarked amoeba lands craft
Cartwheel of scratches
Dress the tapeworm as pets