Gazpacho

Gazpacho, my man
What's new?

Oh I did a sit up this morning

Maybe tomorrow you'll try for two

Woah man
WOOOAAA-

Fuck the loop
I'm soup
And I don't wanna be
Melt me down
I found my misery
The loop
It's suits
Me fuckin perfectly
The loop
The loop
The loop
The loop
Loop

I still sleep on the right side of the bed
I still bleed blue when your
Voice is in my head
Just wait I'll cut loose and
Meet my maker when the time is right

Consume my soup
And pick
The veggies out of course
I'm born
To broth
And I wish I wasn't
Grab a spoon
Consume my soup
But wait
Make sure there's no green
Green

I still sleep on the right side of the bed
I still bleed blue when your
Voice is in my head
(You're suspended in my jello
Just go cross the finish line)
Just wait I'll cut loose and
Meet my maker when the time is right
(You're suspended in my jello
Just go cross the finish line)

Quarter of a person been
Dormant and unimportant forever and
I've been orbiting the hope of
Getting serotonin
One foot so fucking far in my past
I've been holding the splits
Since I was little and brittle
Still brittle kinda little
You can hear the pop and fizzle
As rip in two
Missing a screw or a few what's knew
Floating in a pot of that bitter stew
Me and my issues
Drowning in a pool of miser-
Really feeling heavy
I'm ready to be retired
Required to have desire
But I'm so fucking tired

Gazpacho
Or maybe chicken noodle
Like I really give a fuck
Melt me down
A puddle made of me
Did you know
I'm soup I'm soup I'm soup
I am soup
I'm soup
Soup

I still sleep on the right side of the bed
I still bleed blue when your
Voice is in my head
(You're suspended in my jello
Just go cross the finish line)
Just wait I'll cut loose and
Meet my maker when the time is
(You're suspended in my jello
Just go cross the finish line)

You're suspended in my jello
Just go cross the finish line
You're suspended in my jello
Just go cross the finish line