Insecticide/Infanticide Boots Songtext

Before I'd even realized what I'd said
I'd been stabbed in the eyes and left for dead
Before i'd even seen what i came here to find
I'd been hot, cold, hungry and legally blind

Your brains are rotting and your hair is snakes
Your face is leaking, you're repelling mates
Strict laws in regards to kings and queens
Insecticide infanticide boots

Bald-headed lip thief
Procrastination and fame
Party wolf flock
In the king's eye lies a dame

Her bones are petrified
Say yes when asked
She's got no other way
Than gas tank blues
A cloud on fire
Woah, anchor the breaks
That night
That night i dreamt of vultures

It makes sense
Just in the reverse
It makes sense
Inside a fountain of dust

Her bones are petrified
She's got no other way
Strict laws in regards to kings and queens
Insecticide infanticide boots

Mermaid meat
Exploding hand veins
Unfortunate acne
Looks like religious insides

In a world of
Tele-prompted guts
My herd of
Incomplete thoughts
Runs wild

Your brains are rotting and your hair is snakes
Your face is leaking, you're repelling mates
Strict laws in regards to kings and queens
Insecticide infanticide boots