I see you, your a door hinge
Everybody knows I run this cringe
Like a migraine in your head
I'll be comin' to your shed
I see you, you like orange
Everybody knows I run this cringe
I just escaped my small cell
I'm just lookin' for an L
You will not talk to me
So I'll take the wacky world of the one you trusted
A new assembly
A host that had to be readjusted
Begin lobotomy
The flesh orders invitation
So let's sort out this equation
Oh my god
Let me in