Tin Can Motorbike - WDL, Mouthe, Kristin Amparo

If you lost your mind this is what it’d sound like

Hands off the grips on a tin can motorbike

9000 rpm’s

I’m riding like a pink dolphin swims

Kind of feels like a rerun

And it shouldn’t even be fun

But I’m loving all the freedom

I guess I’m just a heathen

With a whole little more rhyme and a lot less reason

Tell me was the juice worth squeezing?

I’m a whole lot to live up to

Everyday totem like a kangaroo

It’s just me in the world of sin

They think it’s otherwise let em make pretend

Let the blood run let they pain come

Let life take me back where I escaped from

I’ll be the same asshole with a crown

Hoisted on my shadow head never been a common noun

Cut me down

I’m Osiris you’re the reason for the sirens

I’m more ruthless more that I age

Born to lash out cause my hearts caged

I’m an animal wearing animals

Ya’ll are biting like some chimped down mandibles

I can sense it on the meters

I’m about to go dumber than amoebas

Watch a whole mob sprint like cheetahs

I’m sizzling stick me in the freezers