Eric Godlow
Things Flying at You at a Billion Mph
[Verse]
Heavy heart, heavy head on a broken planet
Brace the walls, water falls to the sound of static
Scent of acid, a book of spells in a seal of magic
Bad habits, a broken noose and some burning matches
Box springs under me as the fox sings
Soft strings from Eric the Earthling
Thoughts glisten, the process is too efficient
The rhythm is pot-licking, I'm serving you deep dishes, damn

[Outro]
That's the intro