Letras:
At The Drive In In Casino Out

Widows an antique replacement a briefcase filled with mace widows six legged lost and found students spray the kent state mist wishing wills missing

Valmara valmara valmara flechettes kiss me with the lisp of your shrapnel caress lost this arm, lost this leg lost this diving board just a belly flopped

In the humble stence of nativity hummed the smell of television snow a faint S.O.S. flickering riding on the coattails of their ground zero neighborhood

yes this i know... comes back tenfold at the bottom of a french blue pool roamed the drunk chipped tooth of the man in the moon burn furnace burn at

This is the accent of the halfhearted land does it all make sense now and if the ship was built in bottled sand does it all make sense now the anchor

Sucks me in, taking a ride and i'm wishing for the satellite grabbing vein pulling down on the radio laughing at the face that's bending down i'm all

'm in a five star casino shuttin' crap tables down (boom) non bettin' willie watchers standin' around strictly millionaire status you can feel the eyes lookin' at

smoke after Catch you at your show, snatch ya Empty out the dough faster Bentley off the scene, magnum Mo' splasher Four-packer, Southside nigga spittin' coke at

your corner and flex the nine You must be out of your mind A real Blood will put you out of your mind So stay the fuck up out of my hood Or my niggas