Lookin to Breed

We're killing time!
You're looking to breed!
Down the line, all one disease!
You sewed the seed, now pay the fee!
It's killing time!

Mangled, gangly, go feed your family, holy goddamn
A bigger dose than most would need
A diagnosis most would need to feed and seed and breed, indeed!

The whiskey get the best of me
I'll be alone. I'll watch tv and pen a screed on public feed
And wait for someone else to read, tear into them with haste and speed to justify my bogus creed, my primal need, my rage stampede

We've been floating in a piss colored ocean for so long we can hardly see
Decomposing and trying our hardest to breathe

And you're looking to breed?