DESCRIPTION:
Off the Prognostic Spook album

Little Scared Lyrics:

My city was gone
Heavy + empty feelin' withdrawn
My soul is the color of porter pecan
I ain't got too much to flaunt
Ain't never worried about goin' back
Orange+white path, I never nap
30 milligrams in my digestive track
Decapitate disregard, cut that + fuck that dead talkin' vulture
New arms growin' in my octopus ocean
Bring the pain I'm immune to torture
All pollute lifestyles stay frozen
Dense face wolf with no laughs
Stoned mountains guzzle out my wind staff
Paper obstacles, I rip that + put a tombstone on the "get back"

I may be a little scared, but watch me overcome my fears
Slit the throat of regression from ear to ear

Snake oil suntan, the shit is outland
Inside the reapers pussy, a healthy romance
She met me at a portal for a slow dance
Uncontrollable the shit is outta my hands
I can't turn around like Issac Hayes
Vietnam gaze in this heartless maze
Machete vocabulary swings for days
Don't bring toothpicks to my party of grenades
Fall back + anazlyze your shit
I'll fall in + analyze the wick
In a honeycomb hideout where sweat drips
We embrace all flaws + quips
So here's a pink slip for your ego trip
I'll piss in your fresh opened wrist
In the reptile house like Yip Yip
Forever destructive with my pants unzipped


I may be a little scared, but watch me overcome my fears
Slit the throat of regression from ear to ear