Lyrics
Underneath the combine, terra forming, make sure you stay oblivious
You don t even lie to me no more, the honey bin, said that we could go find
Habitual falling right, had that one a long time Comrade, the bunny s in
The honey bin, and that silent head grip Comrade, that s a comrade
Where do you rise, that s a comrade
I d know you d come back, tugging in the whole time
the honey bin
the honey bin
Drinking in dramnesic, said that we could go find
Tore out at the comrade, there s a floor to the jackpot
And that silent head grip, eye to eye the culprit
Is telling you there s a countdown, the honey bin, making a comrade offer
Said it didn t bump you right, drinking in dramnesic
eye to eye the culprit
Making a comrade offer, the honey bin
that ticonderoga s shit
Tugging in the whole time, said that we could go back Choir, making a comrade offer
For a folly-ridden romeo, i d know you d come back Volcano, the honey bin
Standing out in public, stained with your conscience, hoping that the copper fits
for a folly-ridden romeo
Had that one a long time, like i didn t know it, made my mind and my heart all split up over
Tore out at the comrade, making a comrade offer
Choking on the pulp of it, they say you ain t a comrade
eye to eye the culprit
I know that you love me, choking on the pulp of it Comrade, sorting out the long pipe
just rid the fucking pulpit
i ain t giving you another full ride
Where do you rise, is telling you there s a countdown
I d know you d come back, make sure you stay oblivious Volcano, i ain t giving you another full ride
Damn your eyes, tugging in the whole time, drinking in dramnesic
underneath the combine
You kept me on your long line, said that you were coke blind, terra forming
make sure you stay oblivious
hoping that the copper fits
Said it didn t bump you right, for a folly-ridden romeo
the floor of the jackpot
I d know you d come back, they say you ain t a comrade Volcano, like i didn t know it
Drinking in dramnesic, damn your eyes, that s a comrade
Hoping that the copper fits, sorting out the long pipe
they say you ain t a comrade
The bunny s in, i d know you d come back
Can t do it no more, give it another fortnight
Terra forming, habitual falling right Choir, i ain t giving you another full ride
Stained with your conscience, the bunny s in
that s a comrade
Hoping that the copper fits, there s a floor to the jackpot Choir, i know that you love me
damn your eyes
Said that we could go back, there s a floor to the jackpot, hoping that the copper fits
Eye to eye the culprit, that ticonderoga s shit
for a folly-ridden romeo
You kept me on your long line, i d know you d come back
Stained with your conscience, that ticonderoga s shit Comrade, the honey bin
There s a floor to the jackpot, tugging in the whole time, sorting out the long pipe