Fire Show – Please Kill The Barium Swallows lyrics

in a letter from the county jail:
the barium swallows have come, our mission has failed

the mission has failed to invent a new emotion
try and re-use the same tired old emotions
to invent a new emotion or conspire to use same tired old emotions
same tired old emotions

I trepidate, such a cave i'm in
my pale skin, born to gentrify
but I am soft inside, i'm not so bad

I trepidate, I cave in
my pale skin, born to gentrify
but I am soft inside, i'm not so bad

lily white sissy with the biggest mouth
raffles off rifles for the candidate
give a father to this son, make him a stain that never runs

you can boil him down, you can slow him down
you can boil him down, but it goes on and on
and on and on and on and on and on and on

I hear their feet on the stairs, I hold on to myself
I am not spilling out
I hear their feet on the stairs, I am not spilling out, out out, out

I hear their feet on the stairs, I hold on to myself
I am not spilling out
I hear their feet on the stairs, I hold on to myself
I am not spilling out

please kill the barium swallows
please kill the barium swallows
please kill the barium swallows
please kill the barium swallows
they ferrit out, my soft insides