Merge

Blinkers left on You saw this coming I move around this world like a rat Prepare for combat then go scream in a corner for seventy hours I pray here I may find a power hidden Feel in my chest, rise like levin I'm developing a taste for cat, no Moving images or seventy sevens Just unwanted fucking monkeys fucking trapped inside heaven I've Crashed my car on Cbd Lead me out on the freeway In front of panhandlers who've set up t.v.'s, Now I'm Nicotine tinted like I'm a crayon Eight thousand calories a day won't keep the fucking weight on Chia seeds in my I.V. All loose jeans No belt will help my pants to stay on, please And if life's a traffic jam how does one crash their way out? I've developed several special skills that don't ever pay out And in all the seven seas I haven't found a fish to eat But still won't get on E.B.T cuz I don't trust anything's free F*ck Blinkers left on You saw this comin