Funk Worm

(F*ck) Winged horse, I'm the goat of your nightmares Hold close, all the throats splitting right there Nobody knows why these hands pull so close Nothing worse than a doubling of both And nothing new, nothing known, It's a dead fact Bloated orifices open for a red snack And you are you, hold the mirror to your heads back Hold yourself in contempt of the knife slash A funk worm crawled his way inside of my head A funk worm got rid of my existential dread A funk worm danced his way away from being bait A funk worm crawled his way into the pregnant gate Driving down to Zoom-Zooms Gonna be late for the party Father going vroom vroom Do not wanna be tardy Tardy tardy! Buttertart rocks! Better better not forget your socks, GWAAHK Hardy hardy, old beef stew Gotta gotta go, get that brew The empty man Who will dance until sunrise Give him a dime And he'll tell you about his life He lost what he loved So long ago Now just a shambling man Dancing to the same tone A funk worm crawled his way inside of my head A funk worm got rid of my existential dread A funk worm danced his way away from being bait A funk worm crawled his way into the pregnant gate Man the man With handy hands Korean pop songs and Melon stands Christopher Nolan Hands, now swollen Tenant evicted Belongings, stolen Man the man With cracky skin With arms so large and legs So thin Night is rising Darkness comes Planet crying Holding tongues Drums are beating Drum the drums Wooden fingers Torn up thumbs Man the man With piercing eyes With long black hair With large bowties Scary face Off-grey skin Man the man Mandolin Man the man with Deep voice sound With strong distaste For those around He comes at night he comes at day He sneaks around to Whisk away A funk worm crawled his way inside of my head A funk worm got rid of my existential dread A funk worm danced his way away from being bait A funk worm crawled his way into the pregnant gate