Lyrics: Gavin Castleton. Fortnightshift. Bad Rabbits.

I'm not a trapper, you're not a rabbit. So don't look at me like that. I want your old face back.
I had four days of silence, three days of starving, two days of bloodknuckle boxing and hitting the wall. And one day to just lose it all.

Uncivilize yourself. Jump from the highest cliff down to the bottom shelf. Shed off your first world skin, sleep in a cave again.

For twenty-four hours we stayed on our backs. We were the happiest rabbits in the happiest cage. With soap in my eyes, I catalogued you like a crime scene... here a shoulder, there a breast, it might've been a babtism if I weren't pawing at you. It's too late to untaste the fruit

Uncivilize yourself. Jump from the highest cliff down to the bottom shelf. Shed off your first world skin, sleep in a cave again, start a fire again, 'til we're monkeys picking things off monkeys again.