Texty: Dillinger Escape Plan. 43% Burnt.

i smell that whore
bring me back
bring me a brick
take my bottle
and break it
pour it all out
i pushed you too far
self absorb that pity
i want to knock you off your horse
i just feel it
everything's fine
spit on yourself
you're so beautiful
crack and chip off
like the sun won't

shine
down
take your medicine like a champ
while that sting can last a million years
self absorb that utopia
so bad
i just feel it