To be forced under
I look unto your home
Because
We gave our eyes
But no one will, yes, I know
Because
To heed the cause
I will be barred but you won’t
He gets, he gets real high
He’s up inside
We start to cry
Just because I’m really poor
Living in me is so poor
Deliver me there
To be judged by one
Or licked by three
And your holes enclose
We gave our eyes
But no one will, yes, I know
Because
To heed the cause
I will be barred but you won’t
He gets, he gets real high
He’s up inside, we start to cry
Just because I’m really poor
Living in me is so poor
Deliver me up
Cannot fuck to be me and you won’t find me
And you won’t find me and you will don’t know me
Psycho, I don’t believe you will find me
And you won’t find me and you will
So some from a psycho, I don’t believe you will find me
And you won’t find me and you will don’t quit
Psycho, I don’t believe you will find me
I’m in trouble because
I and me, we go
With Jesus in a bowl of dirt
Yeah
Yeah, so poor
I will fly
