Frye
has
This is nothing good and no one grand
I will jump while you just stand
Follow the white rabbit that couldn't disrupt the shepherd's flock
I'll show up in sheep's wool and leave you all in shock
Saliva drips from the teeth that I now boast
I'll sink them into you and before I get my
final toast The world will thank me for destroying all
the norm I'll swallow them like pigs before I swallow
them all whole
Wash it down with the malodic liqueur I am
now the model martyr but original and pure
I need some fresh air to breathe All surrounded by rat's disease
Nothing good and no one grand
I will jump while you just stand
Yo,
let's make way for a brand new voice A new change of pace,
laced with no choice
Fold this down,
old hands,
I can't get past first base
All your rules and traditions I will erase * your pure ideas,
* your four elements
* all that same *,
it's no longer relevant I am the answer to the silent prayers
Lord,
give me something fresh,
cause I'm tired of the players
I need some fresh air to breathe All surrounded
by rat's disease Nothing good and no one grand
I will jump while you just stand
And at the rapture,
I will capture all the seeds that were
planted long before you were an actor
I'll find a new plane,
a new soil to bury you yet again So you can start over and find
a new mother hen A cliche repeats again and again You'll carry
on as numb as you were before I'll destroy your tradition while
I watch your last stand This will not complete my final plan,
yo
I need some fresh air to breathe All surrounded by rat's disease
Nothing good and no one grand I will jump while you just stand
Poison