On the Q train, sees his reflection in a stranger's eyes, seared by the sun.
He goes back into the ocean again. This time, the blade is in the palm of his hands.
Looking for a wounded traveler, or just anything he can murder.
Remember when he was a boy on land, before he became that genetically modified man?

The dirt goes in, and the mud comes out.
And we live, until we die.
Sometimes I move, and I don't know why.
And I'm drowning, in front of your eyes.
If you give yourself, do it.
Then you won't be worth a shit.
And don't you run away from it.
You will die in a cold nacht, with that parasite.

In New York City, it never rains. But the sky opens up, and leaks liquid stains evaporated from an alien fire in the sky.
And if you wanna live, you'll probably die.
But there's more to this story, like there's more to the ocean.
Like, don't even ask me to explain where I come from.
I'm gonna take off my shoes. Tear out all my teeth.
Throw 'em back into the witch's brew.
The mud comes out!

Merman and marmaid at the Chinatown arcade, with "don't touch that dial" smiles, and hard lemonade.
Convincing the oysters they mean the world, to unstoppable stomachs that can't stop raving.
The world is your oyster, but so am I.
And I just wanna open your eyes.
I just wanna make you lose your mind.
I just wanna live. I'll probably die.

Lyrics submitted by marzipanflows

Wormwood Toxicity song meanings
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