in the unlikely event
that sarcasm is an unfitting dress
amnesia proletariat
amnesia proletariat
coughing up the coffins
cotton candy coated teeth
the reflection of your enamel
made no reflection in our mirror
malfunction
these pockets were clinching
all filled with fists
these decibels were rotted
in the canals of my teeth
amnesia proletariat
amnesia proletariat
sharpened on the fucking hides of men
in the full of this moon we will make amends
(when he starts singing backwards)
our reflection in our mirror
coughing up coughings cotten candy coated teeth
cough cotten amnesia proleteriat
in the unlikely event
that sarcasm is an unfitting dress
amnesia proletariat amnesia proletariat amnesia
coughing up the coffins
cotten candy coated teeth
these pockets were clinching all filled with teeth
sharpened on the fucking hides of men