(Gospel choir)
You're just a drifter with a student debt
Getting nowhere soon-
Needlessly howling at the moon-
Was I bitten?
Is that blood mine or yours?
Did that bitch stalk my ass, as I traversed the moors?
Are we forbidden?
Makes it taste so damn sweet
Open your mouth now sugar, wrap it around my teat
Am I forgiven?
For sins, I had no choice
Can't blame the quiet son with such a passive voice
His story's written
But not done so with ink
Shown you the clue, the motive, go find that missing link
(Gospel choir)
You're just a troll without a bridge to hide
Stone without a sword-
Desperately scared of being bored-
Are you infected?
By their socials norms?
Only one view allowed across a thousand dorms
Attack the people
Until they nod and break
Ice caps are melting folks, what more's it gonna take?
(Gospel choir)
You're just an ego in a body suit
A black and white cartoon-
Needlessly howling at the moon-
