Face down
Like you should
All talk
Nothing good
You promise me
Nah, don't promise me
All talk
Nothing seen
I know this ghost eats well
Full sail
Your bullshit propels and propels on its own
False dream
Don't speak to me
You're hell bent on getting me soaked
You're all talk
All talk
All talk
All talk
You're made of chalk
Don't try to walk
You might
Leave a little mark
By night it
Streaks and then it's gone
Bye Bye
You're lost up in the sauce
Bye
F*ck whatever cost to find
Pussy on the block
Get higher
Roll another shock cause now you
Got me feeling raw
I know I'm
Ma-made of chalk because you're
Ma-ma-made of chalk because I'm
Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-made of chalk, yeah