Race to the Bottom
from Brownwall Hosted by Brownwall
In the Cave of Time Surrounded by atheists That’s what I’ll call ‘em Like Shortfaced Lawrence They’re not be trusted Oily denizens Creeping around Sick note! Sick note! I feed the mood when it strikes I trust the roll of the dice This dank labyrinth Nary a Minotaur That’s what I’ll call ‘em Like Shortfaced Lawrence They’re likely fictional Bulls and Boys They don’t mix Sick note! Sick note! I feed the mood when it strikes I trust the roll of the dice You chose this adventure Page 33 you die Put your money on the wrong horse You won the race to the bottom Yes how does it feel How does it feel? Sick note! Sick note! I feed the mood when it strikes I trust the roll of the dice Space and Beyond That’s where they took me Alien shenanigans Like Shortfaced Lawrence It’s easy to expire There’s no oxygen For me to suck Sick note! Sick note! I feed the mood when it strikes I trust the roll of the dice You chose this adventure Page 33 you die Put your money on the wrong horse You won the race to the bottom Yes how does it feel How does it feel? John Makarewicz - Guitar Micah Robinson - Bass Carl Cunningham - Guitar Nick Nunziata - Keyboards, Vocals Stephen Murphy - Drums, Backing Vocals
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