Tyler Mann - Agency Lyrics

I live in a desert igloo
Over the river
It's cold in the arctic blue
The river goes for miles
Well maybe you could live here too

I'm releasing a scent
Absorbing the future
Can't make a dent

I spit blood in the shower
I piss every hour
I think my mind has gone sour

Jesters on the corners of the stone city
They sell their jokes for free

Is this the last object of your imagination?
Would you across the nation?
Or make do, with nothing at all

There is closure, in my fatal exposure
You're turning around to see
But there's nothing to see anymore
It's all gone

I
I have seen the end
And it's coming up soon
The great freeze