The bourbon it burns in the cold wind

It's like 45 in Berlin

& my bunker radiator ain't working

Daybreak won’t surface

Can’t hit the melody, can’t get the melanine

I drink the caffeine that is the medicine

I miss my energy I picture enemies

I sense the end of me, oh

And my nights get longer, knives get sharper, gotta spend my whole fucking life in a sauna

Just not to be the wilest of monsters cause' I got this guy and he strikes on a congas, invites me to congress and lights up a ganja and like anaconda he wraps round’ my conscience and fucks with my head… and fucks with my head

Where do madmen go? abbey road! crack the coat for pistacchio peel the skin for potassium please tell me it cant be done

Cant be done? Baby thats a song that cant be sung

Baby thats a angle that cant be spun, baby thats a language that cant be tongued

Watch me go, primate, dial up the greats

Climb in a cape and fly into space

Clouds break skies cave gates shine god shakes

I'm in this bitch where the fire escape throw a fit enter blind rage

Oh I squinch till my eyes ache

No gin but im the bomb aye

Just a little bit of namaste, then I'm lifted to the mountain peak

Oh my Ariana’s grande, mi hermanos kamikaze