Fever from Niscitam by Blake Scott

Plough the fallow
Pour the colour from my eyes
Chum the bowls in this bitch’s kennel
Where we poisoned dogs lie
I’m holding hard on a hand grenade
As the rat king coughs his serenade
Got to keep it... stum

Fever
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Fever
I won’t slow up til’ I reach the end
Fever
I’m cookin’ real hard on the things I’ve done
Fever
It’s gettin’ real fucking prickly in here...

Stone cold killer
Crack the whip
With a heavy hand, c’mon
Crack the whip

Body bucks for a filling
Fever sings as I wake the sun
It burns well this oleander
I let the brushfires fill my lungs

Fever
Base rate goods at a top end spend
Fever
I won’t slow up til’ I reach the end
Fever
I’m cookin’ real hard on the things I’ve done
Fever
It’s gettin’ real fucking prickly in here...

I am a pig in shit
In the land of the living sun
And I just can’t cool the burn/fire
I just can’t get it done...

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