I spent the wrong side of a dollar getting down
Cabinets filled with medicine, unfamiliar sounds
The cat was dying, so it crawled under the house
Let me be, let me be where I belong
I'm happy that you feel depraved
Wrestled me into the grave
Next to me was where you laid
Terror always ricochets
Put on your execution hood
Release your weapons-grade contagion
These flies aren't capable of good
Besieged by righteous indignation
Understanding restlessness on underpasses
Is an understated feeling, and I'm unenthusiastic
I'm just a slug, just a pile on the mattress
Let me be where I belong
I'm happy that you feel depraved
Wrestled me into the grave
Next to me was where you laid
Terror always ricochets
This city breathes out its exhaust
This city leaves its own abrasions
This city breathes out its exhaust
That skunk just watched your fever breaking
