"March of the Earwigs" off our new album MILDRED
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LYRICS

Demons laughing at me
What’s so funny?
Now I really wanna know—I’m asking
Don’t try to shield me from the glow
I want to feel it all
I lay down in the sun—I’m basking
I couldn’t to hold on to the dawn
Now everything I know is gone

I regurgitate per every ritual
Hook operators
I’m makin’ ‘em miserable
In a battle where all is permissible
They betray and berate individuals
I reserved a new fate that’s just pitiful
Super crook pipe dream war criminal
Struggle for breath till I’m dead and invisible
Still coming up with ways to escape
I need some chemicals

Black clad in a midnight Kountach
Broken home boy
Yeah, I got a Dad and two moms
Thinking about the cold void out in space—I’m too gone
Blacked out slumber all around me like a new god
Eatin’ salad in my fever palace getting croutons
Black swan bug ballerina in her shoe bombs
Cracked down cause knew I couldn't wait for true love
Now we strapped down
Dug up in the rubble like Fallujah

Demons laughing at me
What’s so funny?
Now I really wanna know—I’m asking
Don’t try to shield me from the glow
I want to feel it all
I lay down in the sun—I’m basking
I couldn’t to hold on to the dawn
Now everything I know is gone

Am I ever gonna be the same?
Something changed after what I saw
Am I ever gonna be okay?
Sometimes I feel like I’m too far gone

Hoe I got me new god!
With a razor sharp beak and some tentacles
I’ll be okay
Through the fog see the dreadnaught
I keep a keen blade
Burrow any mean face
Push that shit right through his spectacles

Hoe I got me new god!
With a razor sharp beak and some tentacles
Yeah we’re building a flock like the Rajneesh
Then we’ll die in the back of a room nonchalantly
Remember us fondly

I regurgitate per every ritual
Hook operators
I’m makin’ ‘em miserable
Used to think this was all fixable
Now I pray to a god with six tentacles
In a battle where all is permissible
They betray and berate individuals
I reserved a new fate that’s just pitiful
Super crook pipe dream war criminal
Struggle for breath ‘till I’m dead and invisible
Still coming up with ways to escape
I need some chemicals
Black clad in a midnight Kountach
Broken home boy
Yeah, I got a Dad and two moms
Thinking about the cold void out in space—I’m too gone
Blacked out slumber all around me like a new god
Cracked down cause knew I couldn't wait for true love
Now we strapped down
Dug up in the rubble like Fallujah