Cat's eyes
Circle the globe on protruding white stalks
Dancers with green
I see you go
Through a park in a haze
I don't
My chest is a 36
My overcoat is full of poison
My
Because of the mark on my forehead
Made by the Good
Old school, new school, shit, I didn't go to school!
The walls are closing in again, oh well
The walls are
Feels so good to have it
Can't stop that broken faucet
Now
If he senses hostility towards me, he'll rip you apart
Listen,
I am the gosso king
Oh, oh, this is a great
The hours, days, and months of trial
Which represent the change
