Spooks (Tree City Sessions)

Fool, your word means shit
My eyes, they wonder

Not alotta shit left to break inside the mind of acid whore
Swallowing your sister's nightstand might cover up the clogging pores
The sound of master blaster's tank weapon gun addon I believe
Every single little child can benefit from smoking weed

You're filling your pockets with my bones
You're filling your pockets

Slow plans, stuck in my bladder, turn yourself sideways
Slow plans, stuck in my bladder, turn yourself sideways
I don't know much about computers
But I know that you look like a child abuser
Slow plans, stuck in my bladder, turn yourself sideways
Slow plans, stuck in my bladder, turn yourself sideways, sideways

Move in, take what's not yours, take what I worked for
Slow down, stop me now, you're tearing apart my soul

And lately we should be making me
The best type of record for wasting please
Amazing bark is getting dark
You know that I know can ride the arc
And lately we should be making me
The present elect is a burning tree
And you know that I know that I can't be me
So I can be you and well you can be me

I'm a t.o.y.f.o.r you, on pleasure principle
We keep it on the downlow because public eyes are sensible
There ain't no outcome without illusion
But I let you in the first place, girl you know what you're doin'
This is dirty sex, backseats, over tables, under sheets
At the workplace, on the beach, in the hammock where I sleep
I know it's your birthday, you told me at 3: 30
Damn ok, where do you wanna meet?

Cause I know the lonely road it took to get there
And I, I believed it at your lonely word
Well I knew the lonely road it took to get there,
And I, I believe it in your lost words
Well I know the only road it takes to get there
And I only feel it now because I've been there
And I know the lonely road it takes to get there
And I only feel it now because I've been there

Slow down, stop me now, you're tearing apart my soul
Move in, take what's not yours, take what I worked for
Take what I worked for

A thinly veiled guise elected for another new sound
Capitalize when you dumb it down
You defect and I'll be raging on top of my car
You defect and I'll be passed out, covered in tar
A thinly veiled guise elected for another new sound
Capitalize when you dumb it down
A thinly veiled guise elected for another new sound
Capitalize when you dumb it down