I'm getting bored with the things you say I'm getting bored and i think it's time You never listened to a word I said You never listen to a word I say
red bull Trust blud, I got a whole shedfull Yeah sometimes I can be a hot head But more time my head's cool When I'm a hot head I don't get lyrical I
The grass I draft is super unnatural I fly from Cape Canaveral through 2 galaxies in a capsule to battle you With a suffix-less that's absents of reasoning Ashes burn
on this line unto the alpha and omega point at infinity. With my eye - this fire, this fly, that sees everything and smiles, and comprehends nothing, and dies - I see all around my head
I got a god in my head Tells me that I'm crazy Got a god in my head Telling me I'm crazy An angry little god punching on my skull Another little god Tells
grass I draft is super unnatural I fly from Cape Canaveral through 2 galaxies in a capsule to battle you With a suffix-less that's absents of reasoning Ashes burn
