Rotten Bun

Look ahead an ocean romance washed away the dread
Following the breadcrumbs, a lonesome warrior
Hollowing out, a drink that blinks with a moldy sprout
The sorcerers and witches who doubt themselves
For warriors whose kisses burn in hell

Rotten bun, scarred by everyone
Just hold my hand, let's break away from them
Rotten bun, scarred by everyone
Just hold my hand, let's break away from them

Night terror, a bath of sweat inside a clam shell jaw
Swallowing dinosaurs with sickly devil claws
The sorcerers and witches who doubt themselves
For warriors whose kisses burn in hell

Rotten bun, scarred by everyone
Just hold my hand, let's break away from
Everyone with the rotten tongues
Just hold my hand, let's run away from them

Let them rot away
Let them rot away
Let them rot away
Let them rot away
Let them rot away
Let them rot away