Ado - Betwixt Ambush & Appointment lyrics
Pince your tongue to sustain your tide
from spilling on your suit and tie.
Tie your own rope.
The long arm is laid out on the nine,
It's always nearly seven
And there is your parasite,
snuck between the tight of my thighs.
Drive off the end of the world
Stop signs painted over in black
Drive far and never return
Continue through the intersection,
crash and burn
Do what thou wilt, just make sure you're not late.