PORTALS

Intro:

- By join him for a stroll among the graves, of the cemetery, there, walkin' among the stones, we reminisced and speculated about the history and the future of psychopharmacology...

This ice cream truck, first snow, forty..., it's that Trench Work, from the mud up, Progresso, Tripper Reincarnate, yo

Verse:

You all gonna hate this Slumber Party Massacre (booo), this shit is campy
Slippin' to dry land beach, acidics and Speed
Some off my head for this, I'm bored and dead for it
Wrote this shit quick in the back of Ted Bundy's death warrant (What?)
Art donate in place of a spleen damagе
Dropped the tab, in a juice, orangеs and speed tablets
I'm scorchin', in Hellfire, aura fryin'
The scene's mortifyin', horrors dyin', portals widen
In my crib on some Coraline shit
Rob the peanuts, snatch the blue blanket, off a lioness
I haven't talk to my shrink, I been offin' psychics
Kill Torture Bind kids, invade a home, fall asleep, and get caught inside it (Huh?)
I make your corpse look alive move its arms and talk behind it
Smokin' moss, crossin' hybrids, ultra risen
Crescent red sun inverted cross behind it, offer my shit
Oponyem? black hash cigarettes with angel tears
Stuck on my town by a lake, I caught the fatal fear
Goulash brisk, cookin' up, a drug chowder
Pill chunks crumble, white honey blunts, and bug powder
Crystalline lines and gun out
Waitin' for the Sun with my tongue out
Spent force a message in a dust housed
Half-life strung over and hung out (Hung out)
Last half o' oval tangle, the pocket lint, so I duck down
You know in the gold, lean low, key has you
Foamin' statue, swim in a red codeine channel
Papa chill sick (blah blah), I write pill shit
Pink berry blunt wrap, NyQuil dip