Lyrics: Fair To Midland. Fables From A Mayfly: What I Tell You Three Times Is True. Kyla Cries Cologne.

Let me introduce you to a pair that strikes crude oil, but I see pyrite.
It is the same old pattern - the goose that feeds the gander.
They choose to act but not I.

Let's go outside and it might restore us.
More for the fire that fights for the freeze now mechanical.

So the the pair proceeded
another pulse defeated - can't say that I am surprised.
"It is the fly trap's color that caused the fall into her"
What is the shade that you saw?

Bound by the salt not your earth, the hat mocks the rabbit while the bee stings the shark.
Stop the start, these are my disguises.

Vinegar and water gave the end away.
Bought my stocks and lost 'em while the suitcase said:
"Let's go outside and it might restore us"