I got the TV Barnaby Jonze

Glassy-eyed pigeon boned

It’s too late foe me to fight

I’m mesmerized

I saw the monster over japan

Heavy feet, clumsy hands

Showing off with his breath

It smelled like death

I let the blue light into my room

A quarter past half past June

And I may never escape

I’ve seen my fate

I got the TV Barnaby Jonze

Glassy-eyed pigeon boned

It’s too late foe me to fight

I’m crystallized

The collector coin and the knife attack he lost that weight but it all came back gonna get rich quick get rich quicker put a quicken on my ticker then I get some liquor I know what you’re thinking I know what you thought your heart is pounding like a tick tick tock said I was a ghost but you always wanna doubt me the day my sweater showed up without me

I’m vaporized