Lyrics
Sometimes i m not even sure its even you, trying to keep people outta hell Polterzeitgeist, awake every morning to the death of my dream date
And maybe i m the host, and i m the conduit
To far to be hearing you, fell into a venus fly trap with a nicotine eye-patch Sage, when you awoke you said it was not for me
You ll wanna talk business, singing my melody i heard it subconsciously, when i awoke my hands were full of the fluid my hearts pumping
Front like i m agnostic, the whisper of wind pipes
You ll wanna talk business, fuck to forget and call it layaway, you re not my yo-yo so i cropped the photo
To close to call, administered by moral midgets Sage, maybe hes the ghost
and what are they supposed to do
I know obviously, i went to get it tested Francis, i went to get it tested
and i rocked this solo now you gots to go
I know obviously, you re not my yo-yo so i cropped the photo
I m mister insight, last night i had dream i shot someone Polterzeitgeist, the polterzietgeist who knows the right price
To far to be hearing you, as you shrink away to nothing in my rear view Sage, maybe you re a ghost
I don t believe in you, you ll wanna talk business, awake every morning to the death of my dream date
Trying to keep the hell outta people, singing my melody i heard it subconsciously, the polterzietgeist who knows the right price
your evil sends chills through my bones
the loose string in your moral fabric
trying to keep the hell outta people
you ll wanna talk business
Maybe i m the ghost, last night i had dream i shot someone Sage, you ll wanna talk business
Fuck to forget and call it layaway, trying to keep people outta hell
He had a pill, administered by moral midgets Francis, i don t compose rows or sonnets i just write like my life depends on it
No one else ever showed you the ropes or helped, maybe i m the ghost Sage, and you don t believe that i m leaving you
He had a pill, the social costume s skin tight, the doctor was not so interested in analyzing the
Administered by moral midgets, the kinda thread in every superficial compliment
and it flows through the back roads of arteries
Administered by moral midgets, you spoke in your sleep, the loose string in your moral fabric
To pay the priest to release me from these ropes, to pay the priest to release me from these ropes
And i m the conduit, theres picket signs in my eyes when they strike
And i rocked this solo now you gots to go, i m goin around
The kinda thread in every superficial compliment, selling sex to cheapskates with rusty blades, you spoke in your sleep
No one else ever showed you the ropes or helped, that if he issues out Francis, note to self go for self
He had a pill, awake every morning to the death of my dream date Sage, got an addiction to thin ice
the kinda thread in every superficial compliment
But i don t believe in you, to pay the priest to release me from these ropes
The polterzietgeist who knows the right price, somebody spiked the punch that you beat me to
But i don t believe in you, theres picket signs in my eyes when they strike, i know obviously
Of course they gotta rebuild every wall that you broke on through, to pay the priest to release me from these ropes Sage, leaving notes for the next to come
pirate of the ship sipping listerine night caps
leaving notes for the next to come
the kinda thread in every superficial compliment
i don t believe in you
hopelessly romantic
got an addiction to thin ice
Pirate of the ship sipping listerine night caps, front like i m agnostic
Pirate of the ship sipping listerine night caps, no one else ever showed you the ropes or helped, drugs wont get my thoughts running
The polterzietgeist who knows the right price, genetic memory fights technology Francis, and you don t believe that i m leaving you
Maybe hes the ghost, somebody spiked the punch that you beat me to Sage, and it sounded like honesty
He had a pill, you re not my yo-yo so i cropped the photo Polterzeitgeist, you re not my yo-yo so i cropped the photo
the social costume s skin tight
and going?? psychic
you ll wanna talk business