HIGHWAYS
Knowing my ways
I’ll get lost through these byways
I’m like a rodent running across these highways
Getting’ squashed read my sign says
I dig into skulls to find ways
To solve the frustration aggravated confusion
That’s why I need you to speak and answer as I pray on this music
An solace with open holes with pools full of feelings
To bring into the game reaches to the ceiling
With no doubt I put push over's on a plate and enjoy eatin’ our killings
Three meals a day
And never satisfies
Slaughter bulls and lambs forever sacrifice
For you make em feel the way I feel I been filled
My knee’s kneel
While my teeth grinds
I feel nerves
Dangling in my roots stabs like steel spikes
Kills my senses is what it feels like