How To Rot

Theoretically, Fidd was right boy
You are not a resistor
The pumps regular, but leads with his right
And you are not a resistor
I don't care about love or games
I'm burning anthropie social thread flames

You are not
You are not
You are not
You are not
You are not
You are not
You are not
This hell is already so hot
The bodies have lined up to rot
You'll never be revolution, the revolution don't give a fuck
Kill the cancer
Install another cancer than you think is good enough

So look at the sails
Look at the sails
The mightest vessed is no match for the whales
And still we push on to the Lavithian song

And still we sing
You think it be R but it be C
You think it be R but it be C
And Brandy, you're a fine girl
What a good wife you would be

I am not
I am not
I am not
I am not
I am not
I am not
I am not
I am not
I am not
I am not nearly as good as the shit that I got
I'll walk backwards straight into hell
And show you fucks all how to rot
I'll walk backwards straight into hell
And show you fucks all how to rot

How to rot