The Whip Hand Paroles

karmaless, your fetish in me
you make me older
swatting flies in the vaseline

I'm not getting any better
in this plot of dormant waste
thorns decipher, teeth serrated
in the venom I awake

That's when I disconnect from you
That's when I disconnect from you
That's when I disconnect from you
That's when I disconnect from you

No turning back now
too many shovels past the rubicon
Must I desecrate it?
Why can't you tell me where you've gone?

Christened to die Where the moon has burned her spirits
in the stem of higher self
you will hardly ever hear it
cause you're never even there

That's when I disconnect from you
That's when I disconnect from you
That's when I disconnect from you
That's when I disconnect from you

I am a landmine, I am a landmine
So don't just step on me, no don't just step on me

I am a landmine, a landmine
And I can blossom in the petals of an ECT