Текст песни Arm in Armageddon - Doseone

If things don't get less armageddon like
I might have to eat my own bestfriend tonight

Your calling matters not, to all things
That can't withstand a single-story falling
Or textbook mauling
Or long talks about themselves and the egalitarian
Gross sprawl of all faults and hells
They live in they them this it
(On and on and on eclipse with no kids)
And I don't know where rent is

If things don't get less armageddon like
You'll be forced to eat your only friend tonight
If things don't get less armageddon like
You'll be forced to eat your only friend tonight

It's broader than you are un-wed
Like all them friends you've had for ten
And still don't know you yet

Like a death threat etched on a Faberge egg
I am so not in love with this shit
All us symmetrical cysts, respectively killing to live
All off of largely each other, and what if's

When asked, how we'll roll
Without our heart and soul
They'll be told
Hard as shhhhh
That's how its always been
We ants get backs until they quit

If things don't get less armageddon like
You'll be forced to eat your only friend tonight
If things don't get less armageddon like
You'll be forced to eat your only friend tonight

If things don't get less armageddon like
I might have to eat my own bestfriend tonight
If things don't get less armageddon like
I might have to eat my own bestfriend tonight

If things don't get less armageddon like
I might have to eat my own bestfriend tonight
If things don't get less armageddon like
I might have to eat my own bestfriend tonight