Gallows Hill
Dirty devil filthy shameful strangling the angels
Shoulders cold as Poconos with strokes of paint upon my facial
Taste the Krocodil imposter prophets often kill for profits too
Plastic bastard prostitute can't patch 'em with epoxy glue
Darker hues crocodile audiences chopped in two
'Pac influenced zombie-walking open casket plot for you
He pitifully depicts defunct epiphanies again awash
Picasso blue from mollycoddled ocean bottom water views
Pulling pistols on Episcopaleans with scaly lips
Sewing stitches on my wrists and face again Frankenstein
Poking sixes on my own creations skin Pygmalion
Been 86ed since '86, tell me what's my name again?
If you float then you're a witch
If you drown you're one of us
If you don't know which is which
Then you're probably one of 'em
If you float then you're a witch
If you drown you're one of us
If you don't know which is which
Then you're probably one of 'em
Maybe I'm crazy but lately the days still seem hazy
I'm stuck in a maze where there's nothing amazing
I'm fading away to a place that I hate but I made it
I'll stay 'til I'm grey and deface it
I'm facing the grain complaining but taking the blame
Tracing the stains in the fray while they savor the pain
If the clouds take my tears then I'm making it rain
Fall on me now while you follow me down
Like the autumn I watched 'til it's rotten and brown
Will you hollow me out 'til the solemn is gone
And I walk on my own to the bottom I found
With a bottle the doubt that I swallow like sandpaper
Tulips are lackluster, bruises are lavender
After the atmosphere loses its beauty
I'll kiss all your fingers you use them like calipers
So let it be known all my energy's yours
Hope you think of my face when the entropy forms
All my enemies dead to us now, while the effigies burn
For the few that my effort is for
In my exodus evident people lack elegance
Hiding your excellence deep in my nebulas
We are inanimate objects just animals walking
In sync until we reach the precipice
If you float then you're a witch
If you drown you're one of us
If you don't know which is which
Then you're probably one of 'em
Shoulders cold as Poconos with strokes of paint upon my facial
Taste the Krocodil imposter prophets often kill for profits too
Plastic bastard prostitute can't patch 'em with epoxy glue
Darker hues crocodile audiences chopped in two
'Pac influenced zombie-walking open casket plot for you
He pitifully depicts defunct epiphanies again awash
Picasso blue from mollycoddled ocean bottom water views
Pulling pistols on Episcopaleans with scaly lips
Sewing stitches on my wrists and face again Frankenstein
Poking sixes on my own creations skin Pygmalion
Been 86ed since '86, tell me what's my name again?
If you float then you're a witch
If you drown you're one of us
If you don't know which is which
Then you're probably one of 'em
If you float then you're a witch
If you drown you're one of us
If you don't know which is which
Then you're probably one of 'em
Maybe I'm crazy but lately the days still seem hazy
I'm stuck in a maze where there's nothing amazing
I'm fading away to a place that I hate but I made it
I'll stay 'til I'm grey and deface it
I'm facing the grain complaining but taking the blame
Tracing the stains in the fray while they savor the pain
If the clouds take my tears then I'm making it rain
Fall on me now while you follow me down
Like the autumn I watched 'til it's rotten and brown
Will you hollow me out 'til the solemn is gone
And I walk on my own to the bottom I found
With a bottle the doubt that I swallow like sandpaper
Tulips are lackluster, bruises are lavender
After the atmosphere loses its beauty
I'll kiss all your fingers you use them like calipers
So let it be known all my energy's yours
Hope you think of my face when the entropy forms
All my enemies dead to us now, while the effigies burn
For the few that my effort is for
In my exodus evident people lack elegance
Hiding your excellence deep in my nebulas
We are inanimate objects just animals walking
In sync until we reach the precipice
If you float then you're a witch
If you drown you're one of us
If you don't know which is which
Then you're probably one of 'em
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Writer(s): Cody Allen Foster
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