By At the Drive-In, This is forgiven
if the uniform fits
postponed
at the first showing
this is
By At the Drive-In, Valmara, Valmara, Valmara,
Flechettes kiss me with the lisp
Of your shrapnel
By At the Drive-In, chances are you've heard this
but your headphones mute your equilibrium
the
By At the Drive-In, this could last us all a lifetime
limbs intact, untouched
on the
By At the Drive-In, kid creole killed all of his own people
instigate the beat
By At the Drive-In, So what comes now
Run through the answers and you can
By At the Drive-In, I-N-I-T-I, A-T-I-O-N
follow you home after every show
perforated into tiny
By At the Drive-In, this is the accent of the halfhearted land
does it all
By At the Drive-In, strike this match
and let loose the oven's breath
up the volume
By At the Drive-In, cut and paste
were you sitting down
on the beaded impotence of
By At the Drive-In, im just tired of counting bodies
is this mausoleum tardy
lets just
By At the Drive-In, Yes this is the campaign
Slithered entrails
In the cargo bay
neutered is
By At the Drive-In, we all become
what we most dislike
in this picket fence cartel
tell?
By At the Drive-In, in the humble stence of nativity
hummed the smell of television
By At the Drive-In, of fences with switches
turn them on
the moats of your homes
poured
By At the Drive-In, In a river the color of lead
Immerse the baby's
