It's still walking on backward
Soul tested ??? in a living mall wall
Free markets of sunshine, violent burns out spataring holes
Missing misfortune
What's happening yet is happening now

Sitting on a fence, all easier split
When legs don't hold, the system falls (x2)

We're stacking it up now
Your strength [bad word] from corners of cone
Extravagant perfume, this smell of dead from a medicine ball.

In diggin of deadly, waiting for the mouth of [bad word] on a corpus
 [bad word] on the edge, waiting for the prove
Sitting on flower to cut with a [bad word] 

In stacking on a place of
What's hap these things to out of the way
It's feeding on sunshine
Never give it up, never let get it away

It's taking a heart of gold
And barrowing bags, and listen away
Fliting in a space, fliting as erase
Waiting for a "sleep" pill.