ain't nothing much better than this

fridgeeee

the sun is falling
death trap for my senses!
holy egyptian terrace write to me from your grave
let me know the way you take

the people are high and so am i
the people are high and so am i

i'm so aware
i'm in vain
unholy GODS of green
speak those cryptic things

the people are dumb and i am numb
the people are dumb and i am numb

my stomach turns
it's cursing the pills i've welcomed in
those vagrant jeans
tight on my white white skin

i love the lord
the lord above
he's the only one
i love the lord
the lord above
he's the only one