Lyrics:

And So My Soul Collapsed Into A Big Guilt Wad
some Big Thunder Law Forces Me To Eat Shit
and If I Was A Word Could My Letters Number A Hundred
more Likely Coarse And Guttural One Syllable Anglo Saxon

i'm A Victim Of Fact Let's Say I Loved A Girl
but The World Was Wrong And I Was Forced To March In Line
but It Felt Like Handcuffs
machines Disregard My Pronouns
i Am Defeated
i Am A Cool Damp Clay