In 2159 BC the royal astronomers Hi and Ho were executed because they failed to predict an eclipse
I’m comin after ya
Compassionate
You never see me comin cuz
I’m comin after ya
Skeletons in the vines
Closes casket everytime
Put you on your broken knees and
Just a little, just a little, just a little
This one I let it go now
Something he’d never allow
Shooting back powder resound
*bap bap bap*
Picture the perfect and nobody listening
Find the tutorial, rewrite the history
Polished, abolished
A letterman scholarship
Model of modesty
Arrows and olives
You could never match the past
OK now listen:
Give a bit of context, I’m binging and I’m slipping
Holding your hair back, feel the burden that I’m gripping
Screaming I’m on fire
I’m burning and I’m bitching
Maybe monks and pharaohs, the people in the pyramids
Knights and kings and priests and Martin Luther, are you hearing it?
Left you on a bad note, I think she might be chokin with throat coatin a boat load of ghost ropes pokin
I’m comin after ya
I’m comin after ya
You never see me comin cuz
I’m comin after ya
Charging fast like a comet
Crashing down on the planet
Witching Wallace and gromit
I’ll read the cheese in my vomit (dammit)
Pray to a tangible goddess
Not some quantum of solace
See your resume's spotless
Is this time off still harmless?
You borrowed thousands of dollars
Never thought for tomorrow
Dig a grave for myself
Just like my heart will be hollow
What you mean I ain’t perfect?
What you mean I ain’t a god in my own right?
What you mean I ain’t perfect?
What you mean I ain’t a god in my own right?
Keeping up appearances
You’re just a sayer
I’ve never seen you do anything
Just to say you
Just to see you
I’ve never seen you do anything
Keeping up appearances