Safety Concerns - Cartridge Slot Lyrics

Coffee cake making student of philosophy
Frosted flake ranking of tiger impostoring
Dust rot in the cartridge slot
Facial mop is blue hot sterile not
Rocks in my belly shift to help me digest
Tone deaf blabbering of societal unrest
Guess what, the parrot's beak is sharper than it looks
Stress shut, then opened by trickle of a brook
Shook to the core by the collapse of a bough
Released by decay from the inside and how
We decay from the inside and let out abound
Our decay from the inside and spread it around
And patch the cracks with even more damn decay
A family member said Sabo's dead in the bay
Maybe or maybe not
Maybe or maybe not
It's a matter of debate or deteriorate the rate
The sine wave synthesizes with the shiekah slate
Pray or send thoughts, or good vibes
Whatever foggy form inaction takes this time
It takes time
It takes time