Riot Ender Lyrics
[Chorus]
I want a riot but no one else thinks that
Last call for quiet but no one else drinks that
I want a riot but no one else thinks that
Last call for quiet but no one else drinks that
[Verse 1]
Rusted in a machine shop means I [?]
[?] than a sidearm [?] proxy
[?]
Pamphlet of waste proof [?] proof [?]
Speak to no [?] playing tag jewelry
Rock Candy [?] pays it back through teeth
Indirect super-[?]
A bottle of perception in the other [?] trapped
Just the right sedatives measuring [?]
The nine volt [?] that's never ready
The [?] holds fast times with the [?]
The gyro migrate to Ellis iv
[?] time slot
Nowhere [?] fisher kings bridges blind spot
Soda can, riverstink, drifting dry-dock
Now show your hands if you think your just livestock
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2]
[?] back to bothering you
Suffocate one after hollering to[two?]
[?] water waiting after tolerant snooze
[?] with a pokerface your father gave you
Never-ending [?] bone dry [?]
License to officiate your own buybacks
Siphoning the fifty states [?] and the collective plate [?]
[?] on a radio curse
[Centerlane?] wagon let the radio fly
Just the same tragic indication of the first time you knew you wouldn't care if the radio died
Ratio, medivac, renovate sound
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Cameo letterbox getting knocked down
Safe below second Ave [Act?] generate [?]
The tapes will show that in fact yesterday's now
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3]
No grass grow while watched
No class [Know?] a job
No new weather [?] Never call nothing safe
Fucking hate mower gas, frustrate, overcast
[?]
Wherewithal, lope around, show the [Sound?]
Sickening [?] drop pottery [Via?] comradery
So [?] listening
Boot Shop [lengthening?]
[?] christening
And Powerball lotteries
Now we’re all constantly [?]
Stay the same
In a trench
With a benchmark quality
Solemnly [?]
Confused roll on
Want shoes, dope songs
Is not robbery
Can't see the city from the smoke plume
What to do about a leader that want us to trip mushrooms
[cloud?] like Sydney, [?] Eleanor canvas at the EMU,Whitney
Rob got detonator, organ [elastrator?], forged on elevators taking you with me
Never wrong, Ten stacks [strata zone?] [?] worked in the favor until the vapor rub Vicks me
