R.O.C.
Everything you tried to write
Curled up in a box of gifts
All the things you can't throw out
You can't condemn to transience
In a drawer of fabric pens
You are stored and stretched out on threads
From a core
Keep pushing the button, let it explode
Glaze your eyes and feel it explode
You're like a rat on crack in a laboratory
You keep pushing the button for the drip feed
It rattles your bones your pulse pushes faster
You keep pushing the button for a natural disaster
Keep pushing the button and put me to sleep
Let me have my bliss and never wake me
Keep pushing the button, let it explode
Glaze your eyes and feel it explode
Keep pushing the button for the drip feed
Keep pushing the button for the drip feed
Keep pushing the button for the drip feed
