Spin doc, sweet dreams go Hitchcock
Discord with no sick days
Limbs draped in all rip stop
Faded ink on my rib cage
My glass heart, my shit brains
My jaguars around beautiful New York strip steak ,Ain’t shit change, Doodle over these blueprints
I been shoo-shooed, I been boo hissed
Chewed up, he’s too much, I ain’t too much, y’all too prim
World’s end around curfew
When they rotate grotesque forms
Sneak up in some mech suit
Make off with they best horse
Roads paved with pulled pins
Hood sprayed with wolf piss
Engineer of this tire fire, come pull up on that bull shit
I might peace out of my deep freeze and turn palе death in like two shakes
Swoop in and gеt touchéd
Tune in to my blue phase
October, I’m in Bloom when that cold snap and that wind croon
Trail mix in my road pack, and no roads back to this igloo
Stick and move around dead light
He ain’t talk much
Step aside for my left right, I’m like on one
Nevermind when these dogs mush

(Chorus)
Days seem normal but the nights get pretty weird, trip the wrong light, y’all might get disappeared, I’m in here
I’m in here (in here)

Days seem normal but the nights get pretty weird, trip the wrong light, y’all might get disappeared, I’m in here

I’m in here (in here)

(Verse 2)
Fall back, black dawn above fawn tracks
These mallrats get dragged off to this golf clap
Bath salts in my black coffee, I’m back talk from that wrong path
Y’all rag dolls, tagalongs become thumb tacks on wall maps
Dreadnought with no false flag
I’m all red cape and my real name
Around Sensei’s from that steel cage with like ten ways to steal paint
Field notes and my wet stone, and my steal toes, and my pet crow
Red phone on sleep mode when eating eel rolls with my friend’s ghost
Ok, wide load with no peers
White smoke from both ears
Rain gods that wave wands around biomes y’all hold dear
I go so off, It ain’t no thing
I make no comment, no job beyond cold-blooded coyote king
Hone in on my smoke rings
Most often I kick rocks where that room tone is all pin drop
Peek into my ethos, it go please hold, I will not
Creep show, he throw Sno-caps from these nose bleeds
Comfortable around cold facts, and unknown seas
Cro-mag, I don’t sleep
(Chorus)
Days seem normal but the nights get pretty weird, trip the wrong light, y’all might get disappeared, I’m in here

I’m in here (in here)

Days seem normal but the nights get pretty weird, trip the wrong light, y’all might get disappeared, I’m in here

I’m in here (in here)