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Food Chain: (n. a hierarchical arrangement of organisms in an ecological community such that each uses the next member as a food source)
Rolling machinery, once again, traction is killing me
Endless trance of footsteps ascending
I didn't give you permission to quiver
Lay down, I don't even want you to breathe
Destination: end of the OB pier
Uneven road paves the way as hurry our well packed gear
They twitch a couple times
Before their eyes turn, bleach white
Are there any monsters escaping
Out of the bottom of the rusted traps
Later we took to the ropes, leaning over to see
Down the rail with a hungry stare-
In hopes of an enemy
Water boils but there's no screaming
Can somebody tell me why?
They twitch a couple times
Before their eyes turn, bleach white
Are there any monsters escaping
Out of the bottom of the rusted traps
Feeling lucky on the 2nd pull. Red finger waiting steady with the tool
Light on the target, 7 swings and I'm on it. Take a puff off my fish head wet cigarette
Fire in the sky, with incredible might, I taught 5 rings to fly again
You're my foe, addicted to making a mess on the concrete
Just to get your attention
What do you think these gloves are for?
What do you think I'm doing with 100 feet of rope?
I'm sorry but you're lower on the food chain,
And I promise to never be able to do it on a Tuesday from here |