歌词
I pulled a couple teeth and saw
The hog with apple in its mouth
A rest for waiting on the kids that come
We raise em rough & cut em loose
They drift, they slip, they cook our goose
Beyond the pale, outside the cause, alright
& I realize when desire
Is empty I'm escaping error
One at a time
We go & laugh in vacant parks
Sustain ourselves on just our farts
To see what lies & what could still be gathered
& how long- how long- how fucking long?
You reach for what you know is wrong?-
The ring, the pit, the smell of what's in store
& I realize when desire
Is empty I'm escaping error
One at a time
Written by: Ben Boye, Brian J Sulpizio, Frank Rosaly, Health&Beauty