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.