Slugs

[Verse 1]
With a sleight of hand
I combine these strands of white hair
Pseudo-science plans
Not a glance back, rather die old from passion
Sumo wide is my stance
And as I brush over the pages
Fashion myself to gush whenever I am too painless
Fuck what your name is, strapped in, then clap bastard child
Don't have to trust my status, it's not what my state is

[Hook] (x2)
Hairs on my head, no slime
Prayers have no sway on my soul, crave a dime roll shrine
Scared to my death, no slime
Greater shadow, greater laughter, laced with iodine

[Verse 2]
Ghastly tendrils reach each corner in this city
So when I flash credentials, no need to sneak it, I've ordered it plenty
Like I sincerely trust you with my quarters and pennies
But I'm half revengeful, end of pole reach like I border Germany
The coroner's too broke so the piles are too many
Moving forwards too slow, and for a while I was too empty
The store is not closed, and the why won't be told
Though there's nothing light to be rediscovered

[Hook] (x2)
Hairs on my head, no slime
Prayers have no sway on my soul, crave a dime roll shrine
Scared to my death, no slime
Greater shadow, greater laughter, laced with iodine

[Outro]
Rediscovered