Trench

Yeah, but how are they going to get out of this dystopian nightmare
Dystopian nightmare
Okay, hey, you got any room on the list
Shake, you couldn't wake him up

Shake, shake, but he's not waking up
Shake, shake, shake, shake, sleep in his shifts
The body's a temple of flies
Go out and hide

Ain't it breezy
Easy peasy
Raise your cheekbones, Bleach your teethies
Stomach lesions, starve the people
Something's gonna happen, something's bound to happen

So what
I'll eat lead if I want
I'll look dead if I want
I'll drop dead if I want

You wanna see
Ain't it seemless, teeth to cement
Constant, dog shit, days repeat themselves so much I can't where I am
Or who I am
It's that and gone

Swamp