Often is what it is
So be it if it bleaches coral
Junkies get it
It can’t be explained to children
The world’s not turning for you and the road never rises
You’re eking out a living like every other asshole

I just follow drums
I speak my peace in time
Or sometimes not
As I’m often off

Full spite full stop why stop at nose
When you can hack and separate your skull from throat?
Why pause at your chest just go all in
Quarter yourself from your neck to your toes

I just follow drums
I speak my peace in time
Or sometimes not
As I’m often off

Call anyone enough and they’ll answer