It's still walking on backward Soul tested ??? in a living mall wall Free markets of sunshine, violent burns out spataring holes Missing misfortune What's happening yet is happening now Sitting on a fence, all easier split When legs don't hold, the system falls (x2)
We're stacking it up now Your strength is coming from corners of cone Extravagant perfume, this smell of dead from a medicine ball.
In diggin of deadly, waiting for the mouth of faith, running on a corpus Pissing on the edge, waiting for the prove Sitting on flower to cut with a truth
In stacking on a place of What's hap these things to out of the way It's feeding on sunshine Never give it up, never let get it away
It's taking a heart of gold And barrowing bags, and listen away Fliting in a space, fliting as erase Waiting for a "sleep" pill.