Grave Dirt

Nobody move and nobody gets hurt
Afraid of love, so we’re sniffing grave dirt
Why do Christian boys have all the fun
All these drugs make it hard to cum
I blacked out and I came to and I
I did the thing I swear I’d never do
I was drunk driving down the memory lane
And I'm taking love as needed for pain
I am the zeitgeist of the bastard snake
And I inhale their fumes and I ignite