Текст песни Purge - Olivver the Kid

I′ve been thinking about a crime.
One that's been on my mind.
I′ve been searching for the signs, oh my "god of mine".
I've shown it all on my face.
Emotions crept through my smile.
Perpetual insanity.
My temper flares with gravity.
I've always been a fan of these lateral un-flatteries.
Ethereal shapes in space.
A black hole in my mouth.