G C D
Monkey see, monkey die
G
Laminate your face and paste it up into the sky
G C D G
Cause it's squallin' and it's solid and it's
C D G
Completely rancid and beautiful,
C D G
Like a forcefield of multiplying meat,
C D G
Cut a hole in the floor just to see
C D G C D
Just how close to hell we're standing.
Time shoots forward in your skull