The Incredibly Rumbly Grumbly of my Insecurity

ACHEGER, ABCHERGR, ABCA, ABCA, ABC

If they come looking for hellfire, I've got it
If I could have died by now, I'd be rotting
Always gotta keep my hands in my pockets
They're all burned up from sticking shit in electrical sockets

How do you keep the weight off?
People always ask the stupidest shit
How do you keep the weight off?
How about I don't want to talk about it?

Fuck it, I cast bad vibes on you
Do you know how it feels when the Sun won't shine on you?
I do
I'll say it again
I've said it before

Raise your hands to your breast and do your best to expect death

ACHEGER, ABCHERGR, ABCA, ABCA, ABC

If they come looking for hellfire, I've got it
Up on my red rotten mountain of rust
Always gotta keep my hands in my pockets
Because I've got a touch that makes men's souls erupt

How do you keep the weight off?
People always ask the stupidest shit
How do you keep the weight off?
How about I don't want to talk about it?

Fuck it, I cast bad vibes on you
Do you know how it feels when the Sun won't shine on you?
I do
I'll say it again
I've said it before

But no, I'm not the hooded thing
That stole the eyes of Laurence King
But no, I'm not the hungry one
The dark of space that will consume the Sun