Termites eating churches, well I'm sure they go to hell
Like rotting meat in bubble baths
Nothing cleans itself
It's a life in which I never move
My head is far away
Please save me from these sweeping mines
Before it eats my brain
But it's alright, never again will Sinistar fuck up my life
No one can break him down
No one can break him down
No one can break him down
Why don't you make me?
We'll fight back, break him down
We'll fight back, break him down
We'll fight back, break him down
Why don't you make me?