GUYS FROM THE GORD

Kick rocks, new bodies shape the skyline Half cut, ink swells at the neckline Mandy-on-the-journey-of-a-lifetime Tempting forms burning holes in the timeline I've seen this printed in gloss With paranoia we're locked in the bathroom stalls and All I need for this lifetime is two heartbeats and a baseline Kids come with cigs packed and bags stacked My 8 track costs 6 racks It's tires slashed for jacking all of my stash Could you, bring a man to listen? Could you bring a man to care? 10 grand in my vision With their hands all in the air Say yeah Yeah right yeah oh yeah, yeah right yeah oh yeah Say yeah Yeah right yeah oh yeah, yeah right yeah oh yeah Realize this is the new vocation At the heart of a nation and it's Unforeseen these hopeless beings That we're caught between take that dopamine to the dome The beat skips as my body falls I can't breathe