A layer of ice has covered my pants
Like whiteness, like silence
My palms are crawling in glue
Like spiders, like clouds
My mind has reached a dead end
It bored me to death like day and night
So I threw it away somewhere
Like a boomerang, like female moaning
Your logic makes me want to vomit
Your logic makes me want to vomit
If you search for meaning - look up at the sky and see your eyes
I stood up and discovered I was dead
Like a mausoleum, like a rifle
Passerby are going to the election
Sheets in hand, hooray in mouth
On the streets the punks are rampant
Driven by shame and genocide
Bodies roam the streets
They are sick, they stink
Your logic makes me want to vomit
Your logic makes me want to vomit
If you search for meaning - look up at the sky and see your eyes
Dragonflies are attacking a plane
High above in the middle of the day
Factories are generating tar
To feed the revered saints
I climb deep into my brain
But there’s a wall ahead
All I believe in is my nonexistence
Among all nothingness
Your logic makes me want to vomit
Your logic makes me want to vomit
If you search for meaning - look up at the sky and see your eyes