Lyrics:

Owe...Oh yeah...
Owe...Oh yeah...
Owe

You insult me in my home
You're forgiven this time
Things go well, you're eyes dilate
You shake, and I'm high
Look in my eyes deep and watch
The clouds change with time
20 hours won't print
My picture milk carton size
Carton size, carton size, carton size

Call me up congratulations
Ain't the real why
There's no pressures besides brilliance
Let's say by day 9
And this corporate ignorance lets
Me control time
By the way, by the way (echo)

Once again you see an in
Discolored skin gives you away
So afraid you kindly gurgle out a date
For me

Owe...Oh yeah...
Owe...Oh yeah...
Owe

Now the body of one soul I adore
Wants to die
You have always told me you'd
Not live past 25
I say stay long enough to repay
all who caused strife

Once again you see an in
Discolored skin gives you away
So afraid you kindly gurgle out a date
For me

Once again you see an in
Discolored skin gives you away
So afraid you kindly gurgle out a date
For me

Owe...Oh yeah...
Owe...Oh yeah

(I bear true and an existing witness to this barrel of monkeys. A self-proclaimed immoral success, perfected by each whereof; individually deadly, and equally so and spread about the surrendered troops, for even thousands of miles cannot tear apart their communication, or the lack thereof. Vultures, liars, thieves: each proclaim their innocence in no suggestion or rhyme, your weapon is contained in the wrecking of keeping the desired effect. The breaking of the spirit thwarts the whole being.)

Your weapon is guilt
Your weapon is guilt
Your weapon is guilt
Guilt