The Murlocs
Aletophyte
Motivation drained, I’ve had the life sucked out of me, blood pumped from my veins
Got a teenage brain, it’s like a lemon squeezed with no lemonade

Aletophyte we fall by the waysides
Aletophyte we fall by the waysides

These concrete sheets, they're cold and not so grounding as it seems
Subsequently, there’s no springs left in this trampoline 

Aletophyte we fall by the waysides
Aletophyte we fall by the waysides

Roadkill, x marks the spot
Spray painted with a cross
Taxidermy me
Mummify my body 
The quintessential dead beat

Aletophyte we fall by the waysides
Aletophyte we turned a blind eye, the trade off materialised 
Aletophyte, Aletophyte, alright