Cants

I would not raise the dead
On this playground city, these vacant heads
The schools been bought the towns turned red, this fucking playground

Oh God they're
Cccccccuuuuuunnnnttttttssss
Ccccccccuuuuunnnnttttssssss

Don't tell em your crazy
Don't be fooled that they're saying
Don't tell em you've been here before and experience rotted your brain

Ccccuuuunnnnnnnntttttsssss
Cccccccuuuuuunnnnttttttssss

Too much too soon, bright pig, full moon



Credits
Writer(s): Jeffrey Crosdale
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