Tropic Lame

Dragged down a drop of water

To my head 'cause I'm feeling nervous

This cool acidic temp is feeling right

I can get it

You can drink a glass of conscious

But the eyes won't scratch the surface

In the time it takes to rearrange

All of the sighs gone undetermined

Stay out of the tropic lame

Everything is a misfortune

They pissed on the punk rock grave

You should shave your head in shame

I can't hear myself

X'ed out and it's always universally accepted

Maybe it's the theater of the mind or it's not that

I think about thinking about it a waste of time

You can have deliverance or disappear if you don't deserve it

Stay out of the tropic lame

Everything is a misfortune

They pissed on the punk rock grave

You should shave your head in shame

Something in the air

Makes it harder to inhale

So hard

Head is feeling tense

And it's harder to make sense

So hard

Maybe if I rest

I can try to hear myself

Got bored of salting all the slimy things you thought of

Now you wish the headache was a design not a problem

Shamed

Shave it

Shamed

Shave it

There's a new reality in the grime that is on the surface

Stay out of the tropic lame

Everybody's a misfortune

They pissed on the punk rock grave

You should shave your head in shame