We're All Gonna Be Killed

When you smile
(When you smile tomorrow)
Show your teeth
(Show all of those teeth)
If you don't want to learn how to feel
We're all gonna be killed
One more time
Don't be shy
(Don't you be shy tomorrow)
Show your teeth
(That's all you gotta do is show your teeth, ya know?)
If you don't want to learn how to feel
We're all gonna be killed
Wanna
Wanna
Wanna
Wanna

He was tryna save the world
He couldn't do it on his own
One day on Montebello
Portal switches came on
Then he started seeing visions
See the world before his eyes
It was full of ancient signs
Smoky figures grey and white
He couldn't really understand
Nothing he was seeing
Read so many books
That his eyes started bleeding
In the database
He was going through the seasons
Had to take his time
Had to focus on his breathing
And he went across the bridge
And then ran into some mutants
Had to broaden his horizon
Had to see what they doing
It was so many designs
The whole world they computing
Stuck inside the parallel
Got damn we hyper-looping

If you don't want to learn how to feel
We're all gonna be
Killed killed killed
Killed killed killed
Killed killed killed
Killed killed killed
Killed killed killed
Killed killed killed
(We're all gonna be)

Somebody grandma
Can't even get the pills they poppin
Telling me to shut up
Nigga I ain't stopping
I'm about to go get me
Some fucking rockets
Quantum computers
Right through your sockets
If I wanted Crystal
I would've fucking bought it
IRS hit yo ass with audit
I don't do politics
It's all lawless
This is titanium mixed with rawness
Yeah, I'm back like I never left
Told me to tell you that you need help
Sinister leaders that follow scripts
Just a head with a body and nothing else

If you don't want to learn how to feel
We're all gonna be
Killed killed killed
Killed killed killed
Killed killed killed
Killed killed killed
Killed killed killed
Killed killed killed
If you don't want to learn how to feel
We're gonna be killed

Ladies and gentlemen
Thank you for interfacing with the land of the dead!
We enjoyed you all
And I hope you enjoyed us
See you next week same time same place
But the way the social climate looks
We might not see each other again
So uh, all I have to say is
Fuck bitches and get money!
Good night folks
You're fired



Credits
Writer(s): Noah Conrad, Terrell Hines, Daniel Silberstein
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