Lyric

Hell-ride steam, end-time heat

Checked-in cheap where the strange ones sleep

Plain old days got me fallin’ asleep— damn, please

Mercury lights cut holes in the deep

Cold laughs soaking into my skin

All ’cause of you and the way you grin

Back-chat, cheat codes, venom in the air

Plastic lilies bloom everywhere

Zen quiz— full clear, man that’s fair

One-two-three— miss, sit back in the chair

Spit out scales that I swallowed raw

Katana-tip kiss on the skull— that’s war

Little bit crash, please no flash— I’m sore

(“Sorry,” she said, “confiscate that, for sure.”)

Ego and occult stuck in my core

X-Y-Z, draw the line— Descartes’ floor

Slow-roll moves, like willows in flu

Black-tail cat with a key-shape clue

Dial-lock can’t hide my missing screws

Outplayed myself, yeah, genius blues

Mad-scene ward, unfair as hell

This whole plot? Man, too real to tell

One spark— boom, whole room might blow

Truth and lies dancing, a no-laugh show

But with you low-key I wanna let go

Laugh from the gut till the lights run low

Bullets of noise hit the map we don’t go

Showing the routes we ain’t forced to follow

Don’t die out— stand up from the shadow

Come on, wake up— breathe, live, swallow