Organic Goths

Outside, outside you must follow the line Burry yourself in lies in fact I don't mind A fusion of like… Gnarly but bright? Sheeps can get off my ride Eating rotten apples straight out of the bag F*ck up the waves Draw dick on the page Just try to punch me on my face Beat me out of myself If you don't like how I behave Stop with that snowflake shit Beat me out of myself If you don't like what I am saying At nigth the streets are not looking alike How so? Maybe you and I Are fearing the light F*ck up the waves draw dick on the pages F*ck up the waves