Royal Coda
One Last Time, Like Hypothermia
Yes! Yes! Oh!
The ashes of the Great Seal
Begging for numbers
Yes! Yes! Oh!
The happenstance made it real
Faking the plunders
Go past the gates
Where the garden is laid
Crawl through the desert
With lips salivate
Open the cave that you buried away
And found geocache it’s not enough
With the masses enlisted
And now you just have to know
With the system insisted
And now they won’t let you go
Yes! Yes! Oh!
The ashes of the Great Seal
Begging for numbers
Yes! Yes! Oh!
The happenstance made it real
Faking the plunders
And I never said
That I would accuse you
It’s just how it went
No feelings attached to
Be thankful you’re dead
Cause my head’s already there
Cause my head’s already there
Stepping out on this great abyss
It’s blissful thoughts that rush in and past expire
What had once existed; co-founding head pounding
Side armored slit wrist
If I don’t love then I don’t exist
And what a waste of tectonic plates
And forbade all pure thought
50 state parking lot and trucker stop
Capitals gamble have a good night attitude
And sample all the germs
In terms we can understand
Yes! Yes! Oh!
The ashes of the Great Seal
Begging for numbers
Yes! Yes! Oh!
The happenstance made it real
Faking the plunders
And I never said
That I would accuse you
It’s just how it went
No feelings attached to
Be thankful you’re dead
Cause my head’s already there
Cause my head’s already there
Cause my head’s already there
And would you even care?
I feel like you’d rather end
Just end it all instead
I never said this
Never said this