Belly up

Into the pageant of pretty
Miss Machine
Then just to burn it down
Watch all the people come
Out, out, out, out!

Down with the pageant of pretty
Miss Machine
Watch them run across town
Screaming and the burning shout

The breeze so delicate
Breathe so intimate
Left me sticky stuck just swallowing my gum
And in the morning laugh at all the
Shit I've been dreaming about

I'm gonna die
I'm gonna die
I'm gonna die
I'm gonna die
I'm gonna die
I'm gonna die
I'm gonna die
I'm gonna die!

Face down belly up comin' up for air
You can't take the beast out of me me me me
You can't take the beast out of me me me me
No you can't take the beast out of me

I'm gonna die
I'm gonna die
I'm gonna die
I'm gonna die
I'm gonna die
I'm gonna die

From teething to dying
Jousting the hearts that you wear on your sleeves
The backstabbing man that I am
Foundation a basis bewildering me

So if you can
Try to catch up to me
I'm just a phantom
The backstabbing man that I am
I'm just a phantom
S-H-E-I-S-T-Y-Y-Y-Y

When you're ready we are not
We've all heard about foxtrot along the coast but underneath my fingernail
Until recently they've listened to your frequency
Your frequency
Your frequency but
But soon you'll be rediscovered
Soon you'll be rediscovered

I'm gonna die
I'm gonna die
I'm gonna die
I'm gonna die
I'm gonna die
I'm gonna die

Related my wisdom to an honest walk outside the tracks
Where vision cant position we're lost in the origin
Lost in the origin
Lost in the origin
Related my precision to an idle hand
Beside my gat

In the midst of all this fury
In the midst of all
We've become so well in touch
Become so well
Become so well in touch
I can smell
I can taste so drugged