The Locust - Twenty-Three Lubed Up Schizophrenics With Delusion lyrics

rate me

Seemed like the right thing to do at the time

but Dr. quackenfish is in the driver's seat now.

Aesthetically pleased to the point of ambivalence.

Canadian bacon-y self-fulfilling prophecy

take the time to drown in your own spit

Yes. We are talking about you.