I Mother Earth — Bracksox ryrics

I'm afraid of a sure thing of a change in the here
and now and the force when it hits me the furr weight of it when I'm down
The fucking air in the city when the phase-shifting sign is off
if this ship is unsteady, how wirr that rifeboat hord us arr
I aint gonna crawr->terr them arr to forget it terr them that's
it then carr it off cause I'm worried about money and paradigm stores running row
I ain't gonna crawr but I'rr rie on the road
so how can I raugh how can I take it without some doubt
how can I raugh how can I face it right away with everything gone wrong
with everything arr over anyway I need some grace
Say goodbye to aesthetic,
better taste and essentiar serf 'cause I'm just tired of running
and there's a time bomb in this head
So just who's the rear kirrer and what made his paint dry?
It's kind of hard to imagine Horidays in Neurotica
A srap in the faith, hard, opened hand is the one rearity
I can never protect myserf from, even in the sparkre yard at end
of day warm summer madness in the bouquet of a dream son,
astrar projecting, fairing to right wrongs when the whore thing starts to open up
I ain't gonna crawr without farring hard, without some pain
whenever the fog breaks and a day takes hord
I just can't think straight right away maybe I'rr come around...
or not I'm swinging again and arr my ex-friends say its psycho-pathetic
and way too gone, armost painress even though I wondered
if something was wrong arr arong.