Can we please kill these f*cking wasps
Get 'em out of my hair, no matter the cost
They've been flying around here for way too long
They've been hatefully singing that old song
It's in the buzz of their wings, the pain of their stings
It's in the darkness the harvest brings
Retort of the musket sound
Acute case of lead poisoning
It lets me know just how to feel
How to behave when shit gets real
It lets me know just what to do
Even when devoid of truth
Can we please burn up some tree
The gallons of blood outnumber the leaves
Aerium won't drink it up
Witness your fate, taste of the cup
Does it go down smooth? Does it make you ill
The chalice of jewels robs you of your will
Here comes the moon crashing down
An astounding case of over-kill
It lets me know just how to feel
How to behave when shit gets real
It lets me know just what to do
Even when devoid of truth