Typety fingers and flappity lips The wide gaps in my logic Are hot holes for working demons Working their way in.
A desecration of creation, See beauty bend to the will of Satan literally, the enemy.
It's all too much, I don't deserve this! I never should have gone to jail! I don't get a good amount of sleep because of these randomized drug tests! I have such a negative association with this house!
And so to stabilize I need a lair Then I'll be cool
I need a lair because I'm evil, Take it like a fool.