Take Me to The Basement

Take me to the basement Let me count the holes in your foundation Ancient ridicule system alert, kissing my lurk The perch of rare grimace on iron mask I remember science class If chemistry could silence the lions laugh I'd be fine (I fail to) Meddlein up Adrenaline trades the leaves that walk the plank Before the crimson struck a match this season Meridian carpal will jolt your logic When the burn earned its self normalcy for 20 plus Run amok or sink; swim's not an option She applied the lipstick slow Slow enough for me to bask in Fast enough for me to wish it lasted Past my alarms cackling The front line of its mystiques geeked off my proposals Bargains for the ogres who prefer the roller coasters (I prefer the roller coasters) Well that'll sip the blood of merry men That'll grace holiday carols where the 'merry' ends Spiral past the auto craft, exhale into vinyl raft And pirate your local rain puddle torturous Try to shake pilot fish off your dorsal fins Lets dive through the archives, Xanax on frantic planet Stamp it with a notable brand to reap the profit See I don't know hell but I've read about it often Sounds like a dope concept gone wrong (Note to caution) Take me to the basement Lets zoom into that war pig sensation Take me to the basement Lets disassemble the core's rotation Sayin', if you choose to build it you'll die by the tools you build with So make some noise for all your predecessors reppin' sturdy grill-age Take me to the basement Lets deny the nervous room to pace in Take me to the basement Lets review the hearts ramifications Sayin', if you choose to build or you'll die by the tools you build with So make some noise for all your predecessors reppin' sturdy grill-age Take me to the basement Lets remove the costume you escaped in Hold up your legacies, I'll tell you which one's my favorite Hold up your alacritive innocence I'll teach you about the perks of patience in seminar format. (What?) I've worn that hat for seven years That's why it's discolored, ragged and shitty I ain't about to toss it when its been through all these dream wars with me I'm an undercover prophet, thrift shop garb I'd rather starve then sit inside this gridlock until it parts This tailor-made routinē ain't suitin' me It's tight around my neck like 13 loops, rafter, an apple box Heartless harvest of mine, I'm tired of pissin' benediction Maybe it ain't healthy, but sometimes I'd rather burn then let you help me It's getting brisk, brick as fuck My skin ain't thick enough, these icicles ain't civil How many freezer burn victims can one society on tilt manufacture prior to higher being intervening just to release last laughter And every tree trunk's made of third rails with tourniquet branches And I learned to walk with an anchor in my back pocket And man, I read palms during even the most brief handshakes And man I ain't alive to pull the weeds around the spotlit Well I'm wallowin', followin' my little lost princess to the promised land Hollerin' my potent slogan, hell, if Nostradamus can Conquering these open roads with throttle pin to floor Cause I'mma win right after I finish these chores Take me to the basement Lets zoom into that war pig sensation Take me to the basement Lets disassemble the core's rotation Sayin', if you choose to build it, you'll die by the tools you build with So make some noise for all your predecessors reppin' sturdy grill-age Take me to the basement Lets deny the nervous rooms of pacin' Take me to the basement Lets review the heart's ramifications I'm sayin', if you choose to build or you'll die by the tools you build with So make some noise for all your predecessors reppin' sturdy grill-age Take me to the basement... "I think the greatest harm done the human race has been done by the poets." "Well, poets are dull boys, most of them, but not a lot are especially fiendish." "They keep filling people's heads with delusions about...love."