"Boss wants you to rotate the wings, heat one one day another, the next. he's crazy, I hate that little fucker. yapyapyap all day. Like one of those little dog's that bites your ankle then pees on the rug. If brains was black powder he couldn't blow his nose. You have to watch the pressure, she creeps. Someday this place is going to go sky high. I just hope that fat fucks here to ride the rocket. This inhuman place makes human monsters. Inside its belly we go about our business like microbes inside the belly of a beast. Losing our marbles, losing our tempers. You have to watch the pressure, she creeps. Take your medicine."
Lyrics submitted by SaviorSalvation213