when you're rife with devastation
there's a long ass explanation
you're an alien's creation trapped inside a froggy gut
and whichever way they play it
know that we wont be complacent
we'll go through the chatlog pages 'till we know just what is up
when i was a little kiddy
a meteor shower overtook my city
i traveled to another plane
a planet filled with wind and shade
so i climbed one thousand tiers
an echeladder connoisseur
now everyone is toast and my girlfriend is a ghost
but i still love the movie con air
when you've irons in the fire
and your loved ones have retired
don't abscond just stay in strife until the battle is complete
'cause the condesce hypnotizes
and the whole world agonizes
ectochildren stop your crying and just sing along with me
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