Lyrics:

Texas Looks Like Galilee
cripple Trees Mean Little Seed
today Hung Clearly Fake Only For Your Eyes
spit It Out James Take It All Apart
waiting For The Yellow Bleed Mustard From A Crow
quiet Quick Violence
like Shit On Old Money Can't Wash It Off
held Like Lice On A Lion
stay Quick And Quiet My Mean Little Seed
held Like Lice On A Lion