Insect / Suspect

Thumb through the coins - spill the gas - take a whiff Pick a cause - check your watch - take a risk - strike a match The stitching in your pocket won't hold - shake a fist Run a chase - check the list - take a blow to the face Stinger insects, stacked up subject Shot to the leg, never looking for a suspect Eyes to the conflict, run across the grass quick Insect inject, back to the subtext Second and ten, never less than perfect It never fails, when the flag turns black Through the skin of a convict, born to harass Setting fire to the flag, but the thing never ends it Beg for the scraps - stack 'em on - steal a gun Load 'em up - no lead? - skip a loop just for fun So you want to be sicker or just sick? - take your pick Check the box - know the talk - find a window - throw a rock Stinger insects, stacked up subject Shot to the leg, never looking for a suspect Eyes to the conflict, run across the grass quick Insect inject, back to the subtext Second and ten, never less than perfect It never fails, when the flag turns black Through the skin of a convict, born to harass Setting fire to the flag, but the thing never ends it So hot to look lost - show the tag - what's it cost? Suck it in - spit it out - cinch the noose - end the doubt Sleep in your dreams - ask your friends what it means Find the gaps overlaps who you are in between Grab like a kid - pack your bags - slam the lid Take a hit off the smoke that you already choke Like a dog you just scratch for an answer to anything Answer for everything - buried in lies Stinger insects, stacked up subject Shot to the leg, never looking for a suspect Eyes to the conflict, run across the grass quick Insect inject, back to the subtext Second and ten, never less than perfect It never fails, when the flag turns black Through the skin of a convict, born to harass Setting fire to the flag, but the thing never ends it Stinger insects, stacked up subject Shot to the leg, never looking for a suspect Eyes to the conflict, run across the grass quick Insect inject, back to the subtext Second and ten, never less than perfect It never fails, when the flag turns black Through the skin of a convict, born to harass Setting fire to the flag, but the thing never ends it See the ugly one in - let the insects win Retching pregnant bride - when the insects win