But can't spell her own name
And grabs a hold of my sleeve
Oh, insects desperate cries
A five letter word for the oncoming plague
Doomsday stomp from the skies
Oh, swollen anthill sore
A five letter word for the oncoming plague
The roadkill scent of violent city
Oh, insects desperate cries
Her lungs infect me as she breathes
A five letter word for the oncoming plague
A five letter word for the oncoming plague
Oh, swollen anthill sore
Oh, they inflected for
Doomsday stomp from the skies
A five letter word for the oncoming plague
She reaches forward
Oh, swollen anthill sore
Oh, they inflected for
A stick figure dangling from stoplight grave
Her antennae wrap around me
She can't spell her own name
Oh, they inflected for
Well, a five letter word for the oncoming plague
Oh, insects desperate cries
Asking me for needles and a thread
Doomsday stomp from the skies
Oh, swollen anthill sore
A stick figure dangling from stoplight grave
A five letter word for the oncoming plague
Oh, they inflected for
To sew her head together again
Oh, insects desperate cries
The lips of eyeless woman
A five letter word for the oncoming plague
A stick figure dangling from stoplight grave
Doomsday stomp from the skies
This town made its guesses
A stick figure dangling from stoplight grave
A stick figure dangling from stoplight grave
A stick figure dangling from stoplight grave
A stick figure dangling from stoplight grave
