Battery

Wouldn't you like to be a part Of this little dance at my house We slam our skulls into each other's We slam our skulls into each other's In a head fluid well It's that sweat , it's your fear I smell I've drank all I fucking can Straight out of your time lapse hands Sputum spewing code Satellite comes from beneath He writhes like a centipede She molts her used up wreathe Sputum spraying code It starts to click We're stuck under it's spell And we're all for it My body fuels your hatred My body's fueled by hatred My body fuels your hatred My body's fueled by hatred Wouldn't you like to join This gnashing of toothed groins We fuck ourselves into a puddle We fuck ourselves straight to sleep In the infra red dome we cluster They keep track of our bodily heat A circus of gastro tubes We are batteries with dreams We are batteries with dreams We are batteries with dreams We are batteries with dreams We are batteries with dreams Your tits have ad space Your charm has been sold Now shake until you split And seep Into a richer mans clothes It'll soon be easier We promise it's worth the wait When the generator spits You'll finally settle in place We are batteries with dreams we are batteries with dreams we are batteries with dreams we are batteries with dreams Way too many spare parts I can't grab onto much I'm stuck , shit out of luck Widowed someone for a couple bucks They're raiding the store Shot the cashier , took some cans home Five years of Martial law Touched out courthouses, permanently closed doors Scrambling cause the batteries charged They are scrambling cause the batteries charged Bandcamp: https://phanuelstongue.bandcamp.com/album/jungle-with-a-municipality Streaming: push.fm/fl/ptb9uafb Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/phanuelstongue/