The Miracle of Race Wild - Liily

Leather arms, chains and bells!

Thank yourself to your grave

Look inside just to see your face

And thank yourself, thank yourself

Milk and water, take a sip!

Pesticides, served to you on plate

Then thank yourself, thank yourself

Inside that room of broken trumpets

All playing different songs

A running faucet with no handle

Mounds of the thumbtacks fill the floor

And the walls

Walls shedding tears of wax

The candle never seems to burn

Their skin is growing blades of grass

They want no more, they want no more

They want no more, they want no more

They want no more, they want no more

Burning hair as you wake!

Pat it down, fall right back to sleep

Then thank yourself, thank yourself

Bleeding gums, poked from the syringe

And pat it down, gotta tape it up

Then thank yourself, thank yourself