Chemical Overreaction / Compound Fracture (Live)

"We're comin' up, you guys"

Nettles on my saddle and a badge on my vest
Better bet I'll never settle, and I never could rest
Till the sunrise dies and sets in the west
(A rattlesnake bite and a bullet in my chest)
I won't stop to drop to draw a line in the sand
'cause I'll be picked apart to pieces by coyotes
I'm a lizard in the hand of the medicine man
Who is the wizard of the land on wild peyote
Woah

Aye aye, I eye my eyes, I'm taking action
Aye aye, I eye my eyes, I'm gaining traction
Aye aye, I eye my eyes, no more distractions
I'm done relaxing (I am a chemical reaction)

Bienvenidos a la villa de arañas españas
Where the sentimental value of the city around you
Is deleted obsolete and still completely will stun you
I'm tripping like a klutz, and I'm rolling like thunder
I'm a snot nosed pothead playing with matches
A rotten spot of mold with my hands on a cactus
My mouth is dry, and my eyes are red
I'm chewing on sand 'cause the desert's in my head

Aye aye, I eye my eyes, I'm taking action
Aye aye, I eye my eyes, I'm gaining traction
Aye aye, I eye my eyes, no more distractions
I'm done relaxing, I am a chemical reaction

"Can we drop this shit?
I wanna see you at each other's throats, man
Make some fucking noise
One, two, three"

Wretch and pule this panoramic
Stretched out view is fat with panic
Precognition lacks in hindsight
We caught the illness back before the twilight
I might be a saint worth steeples
I might be the brain of evil
Bad things happen to good people
Good things happen to me



Credits
Writer(s): Will Wood
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