Well that was different Tried rhythms like fried chicken Eat more sentences and spit em Like simple circles and crop dusted synonyms Sick of another sin and then do it again Sit with it Sit entirely with it Drip with it let your body live with it Gotta get with it Get good or get gone Another line in a song like a wire in a bomb Tick tock armor on me like my teeth are so precious Small talk chitter chatter And even the weather is reckless