The sun beats down in ultra violet
Mad burning visions in a sweaty apartment
Into the toxic hellfire murder-‐scape
A concrete maze boiling over with hate
And they wonder why I don’t feel alright ‘till the sun goes down
And my soul keeps trying to crawl right out of my skin
Take a shot of self preservation and chase it with sin
Man, common sense is a million to one
I’m having trouble speaking in my native tongue
And I got a bad feeling that this ship ain’t turning around
Out on the front porch staring up
Somewhere between the fucked and the fortunate ones
Searching my pockets for that one way ticket,
that will get me back on to the mothership
Just a tiny speck on the ass of existence
And old rusty link in the chain of resistance
Clench the drunk buoy in the sea of the strange
Swallow the cancer in a bitter exchange
‘till I cash in this mountain of debt to the angel of death
suck my brain through the screen with spiraling eyes
living a dream that’s a nightmare in disguise
sex, money and drugs feed us all to the pigs
here comes the fear of god packing a full clip
beam me up through that beautiful light to the fire in the sky
take me back to the mothership

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