Open the Till

[Verse 1: Onry Ozzborn]
Catch the wave, surf the tide
Leave the porch light on 'til late tonight
Bite the bullet, die by the sword
Don't bite your tongue, bite necks of corpse
Get a car with a horse on the back then wreck it
Survive the crash, protect your neck bitch
Protect your Netflix, password pretty
He off upon the stage, cold drive through the city
[?]
Hate fun, love fun when I'm on one
On to hup two [?] hope you jump through
Circles that I set up for you
Cirque du soleil carnival prey for drug hunters
They take everything literal so visuals are underway
In a way that only we will execute
Hallucinate the truth then go and share it with the youth
We proof then poof

[Hook: Onry Ozzborn]
Smoke bombs in these copper fields
No trace, no hook marks were revealed
Even though it's land that we steal
We killed the ones that were real

[Verse 2: Cloudy October]
Open the till on the [?] door
Place of probability, bury ya with the hologrammy
Your shittiest characteristics [?] cosmetics [?] prosethetics
See ya, wouldn't wanna be ya
I got hickies, I'm irey
[?] I suck the iron out your blood from a hundred miles away
You don't want it, listen to the dark heart of my galaxy
[?] create a small yet very small impression
Nominated for most valuable problem solver
My revolver firmly pressed against every map in your almanac
Got a miracle looking like Martin Luther King (insomniac!)
But don't put too much pressure on the less than lowly
My metallic [?] flaring nostrils
Saturday chatter splitting atoms [?] box turned hopscotch
[?] caliber taking matters into his own too
As I eat a cinnabon and three hundred dollar shoes
Quality

[Hook: Onry Ozzborn]
Smoke bombs in these copper fields
No trace, no hook marks were revealed
Even though it's land that we steal
We killed the ones that were real
Open the till

[Outro]
Don't look up, just put it in the bag
Stick up kids is out to tax
Stick up kids is out to tax
Stick up kids is out to tax