Blueberry Ketchup

Take off the probability
That you'll remember
Your memories
Your treasury

You should eat her jewelry
Maybe then you might just see
That life isn't a fantasy
It shakes up like a jungle
And it's full of noisy monkeys
Presidents and junkies
Aaaa aaaa

They poisoned us
But hey man good luck
I'll take my turn
That's what I've learned

The mastermind
Behind the perfect disguise
That's when you consent
To your own homicide

Oh you're getting comfortable
In a placе like this
Tell me son, how do you livе?
Just knowing that there's more
With your feet stuck to the floor
Aaaa aaaa

So you smeared your shit across her wall
And told her that you’d seen it all
And you could lock her up in just one call
You could lock her up in just one call
I’ve taken all the pictures
Such an unhealthy mixture
Oh oh oh oh