Getting To The Bottom Testo

Testo Getting To The Bottom

I wonder how the old folks are at home
I wonder if it's hotter than the devil's dick on fire
In a wool sock that is soaked
I mean completely doused
In kerosene and set ablaze
The way it's here right now

I wonder if my friends are fast asleep
Or are they off together somewhere stumblin' through the street
Makin' memories that will be
Forgotten with the moon
Leavin' them to wonder why
Their legs and arms are bruised

Do their livers scream for water?
Are their brains about to swell
Through the soft part of their temple
While they grind their teeth like hell?
Are they talking o'er each other?
Leavin' neary a stone unturned
Getting to the bottom of an angst hard-fought to learn

I never wanna get that way again
Feelin' like my head's a house
With a roommate movin' in
Who's insistently talkin'
Never slowing down
Possessed with evil urges, burn it to the ground

With a tongue twitch like a lizard
And a grin just like a rat
Backed against a corner
After pestering the cat
Preparing to be peeled open
Just as easy as dessert
Getting to the bottom of an angst hard-fought to learn

The pheromones of this city
Secrete a sand quick set
To call for it from the recessed
Of my mind the fear of death
The thrill my heart my thump so hard
It breaks a joist or worse
Getting to the bottom of an angst hard-fought to learn

Getting to the bottom of an angst hard-fought to learn