Pharaoh’s Plastic Songtext
von Ryley Walker

I shattered in a circle
My species has never spoke
Live in the upper lip
Pouch of an upper dope

Can anyone field an offer?
Can you pass less profane?

Painted a greyscale in cancer
The Pharaohs plastic home
My guardian is pilled out
Their rotary telephone


I haven′t used one for years
They call me the on the scene

Gallup a dollop hindsight
The fisheries never float
I leveled the land of the living
Fucking the twine of a rope

Can anyone give me clean piss?
Can you garnish it with rain?

Lateral for sinker
The barter sat in my throat
A galaxy as suggestion
Free from the prison vote


Can anyone sweep the spring?
Can you cradle what's there?