There’s fear in the air.
It’ll get in your lungs.
Sneaks in through your mouth and nose.
You don’t wanna be one of those.
Living like only you knows.
The shit’s hit the fan now.
It’s all over and how
Deep does this shit get?
Who takes the first bet
It gets so thick
Forms like bricks
Build a shit house, do the trick.
Let the wolves do their’s with it.
Let ’em huff and puff
Get Billy Goat Gruff.
When they’ve had enough.
The brick shit house comes down.
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