Anaphylactic Shock

You never thought it through
You're not the thinking type
Bit off more than you could chew
In turn, the world swallows you

Now you've gone and done it
You're really gonna pay this time
You wont think anything until the
Dogs have your scent
And there's a spotlight in your eyes

You never thought it through
You're not the thinking type
Bit off more than you could chew
In turn the world swallowed you

Hands behind your head
Placing you under arrest for
Felonies inconceivably evil
Accusations seep through porous wood
And spread around the neighborhood
Your confession was signed and sealed before your arrival

Oscillations ring out in your ears
Pumping malice through your troubled lungs
A spinning top that toppled off trembling legs