Texty: Soundgarden. Badmotorfinger. Drawing Flies.

Sitting here like uninvited company
Wallowing in my own obscenities
I share a cigarette with negativity
Sitting here like wet ashes
With X's in my eyes and drawing flies
Bathed in perspiration drowned my enemies
Used my inspiration for a guillotine
I fire a loaded mental cannon to the page
Leaning on the pedestal that holds my self denial
Firing the pistol that shoots my holy pride
Sitting here like wet ashes with X's in
My eyes, and drawing flies
Hey what you yellin'
About, conditions, permission, mirrored self affliction
Hey what you yellin' about sadist's
Co-addiction, perfect analogies
Hey what you yellin' about conditions
Permission mirrored self affliction
Leaning on the pedestal that holds my self denial
Firing the pistol that shoots my holy pride
Sitting here like wet ashes with X's in my eyes
And drawing flies