Cyanide Breath Mint lyrics

definitely this is the wrong place to be
there`s blood on the futon
there`s a kid drinking fire
going down to the sea
they got people to meet
shaking hands with themselves
looking out for themselves

when they ask you for credit
give them a branch
when they want you to get it
chew on the grass
I know I know `cause they told me to tell you
there`s nothing to tell you
there`s nothing to sell you

in the afternoon
riding the scapegoat
burning equipment
decomposing
cool off your jets
take off your sweats
I got a funny feeling they got plastic in the afterlife

when they want you to cry
leap into the sky
when they suck your mind
like a pigeon you`ll fly
I know i know
it`s the positive people
running from their time
looking for some feeling
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