[brokenhal0]

orignal aint the word its the idea typical says a nerd with bright hair
its a pattern centrifugal force a memory that spans a light year
only lit by a eye between those wise ears and i cheer myself on
no matter if im hurt while the seasons disperse we never eatin the dirt
give back to earth in cheap ways take a deep breath homey you seem phazed
my core rock solid the magma inside the volcano liquid lava
states of nirvana gimme what i lost back can you afford that
I thought so another cowboy landed on his face in the horse show
the words i hear when the doors close you lost tho and i dont got a map
i dont gotta act for you my reaction lethal look the other way evil
the horns blew and it shook the snakes now forces haunt you
bathroom mirrors show demons beyond you