KOVACS from DUSK BUSES by Izzie Drizzle
Tracklist
| 5. | KOVACS | 2:17 |
Lyrics
Death is just a prequel to what your brain can comprehend
Every choice you make has an open end
Broke but spend on affirmations that just melt away
Paint my face to match aesthetics smear it off at end of day
There's spiders in my skull walls, centipedes in my spinal column
Butterflies in my stomach, centrepiece of my final problem
I fall in love like a Disney Girl circa ‘57
But always feel displaced, either Earth or dirty heaven
Agitated trans and hated plan debated
Banned and vagrant glad you made it
Decapitated magistrate official
Guillotine and eat the rich tissue
They don’t speak for us it’s not an issue
If I die, if my visage killed final
Promise that you’ll leak my shit like liquid filled vinyl
I never die though
Immortality complex and hypochondria
Parasite Eve rip apart my mitochondria
(Sample: He was the executor of the dead widow’s estate)
The dread figures a way
It creeps up my spine like the Tingler
It shoots through my arms to my fingers
Seeping through my grasp that’s how the dream go
Leave you with a face melt like Al.Divino
Asesino asesino politicians in the crosshairs
Heat from out the bullet wound warming up the frost air
This is not a promise or a threat
I’m just sick of Tory leaders all condemning us to death
I’m defending my own breath
On this island that we die on
Make the people choose keeping food in or the lights on
Rent due on the 14th
Every day the world bites down on me with more teeth
