Riding on a dirt bike straight to the depths
Killing myself like Johnny Depp
Buried in a bottle of pure LS
Pulling on the throttle of nothingness
Save myself a lot of stress
Keep myself in those that mess
Leap my wealth inside the trek
Beat thy stealth neighborliness
I got gifts to bring
I got the f*cking shit to make a blind one see
I'm clashing on this stream
Christmas, no religion looping on my swing
I've got faded dreams
Faxed and relaxed inside your schemes
You tell me there's nothing to eat
I'll pull the f*cking tabs off your licensing
I got ten points inside the ring
A sacred star, the light that brings
To make it hard, you've got to sing
I just f*cked up my shadow's gleam