Surface holds so close glitch to bitches
Stuck up in pieces know all our fidges
Granada got us good we fall in love
Dove above can call nothing to start a glove
Wrapping round hand in smeagol pressure
Folding up callaesthetic dubbing measure
No time losen up the belt hurdle
Metallic scratches our front to transact in burden
Results is what people need from us
Results is what people will get from us
Sideman of the sideman of the sideman
Where is the boss that shows us home?
Why do those future visions only show chrome?
Is this our family? Is this our fam?
Marbling pieces I catch a nose in cocaine
White mixtures black in a mystical thunder
Complex conclusion chronological blunder