Текст песни That Smell - Fyrce Muons

Like cicadas the dreams come
Each layer upon itself with another hum
This life come
This my insanity

It's not a question of what to be now
It's just a question of how to see now
My insanity
It's a friend that I know
It's someone that I go to
When I'm gone

Assembled by a rhythm in the basement
A cerveca my cebollo bite me
Your heat your smell your anger your spell
You breathe your haste
In your haste you bite me

Can't tell me that speak crazy
That is crazy
Never a time
Then you die a shallow
A sigh
And you all fail to grip grasp clutch
Your achy nut

As a merry moron
A colorful neuron
Stories
Visual glories
Tales we run from
We cherish them