The revolt of the cockroach
Has an unnamed anthem
Humming through the noisy cracks
Stuck in my head
When I remember to clean
The time all over the floor
When I remember to clean
The time all over the floor
This whole situation
Is full of goop
In a room full of thems that I know
In a room full of thems that I know
There's an alien next to me
In them are unpure profound thoughts
and my What I Am on the inside
and my What I Am on the inside
Outside
We all look like a speech
And the agenda
Moved forward on
Their behalf