Kid
When the doctor looks into your dark heavy head
Like you asked him to
You get what comes to you
Man
So you live with your curse
There's no cure it gets worse
It's not up to you
You get what comes to you
In your genes in your dreams in your day to day schemes
You are paralyzed
What are we sposed to do
You get what comes to you
When the dark heavy head splits apart and you see the brains come through
It's like they always knew
You got what came to you