Two Tabs of Mescaline Lyrics by Glassjaw

Two Tabs of Mescaline Lyrics

    I smell the sound of a growing gash
    With pop sensibilities.
    KQED
    "It's a tune that equals you."
    I feel
    Hallelujah
    I fail,
    Bulemia;
    I'm frail.
    Salting the back of a snail.

    And...
    This is worship and this is tribute
    Crumbling, ripping and failing.
    Knowing you fit in...
    And, and,
    you fit in!

    Feeding time,
    An old friend of mine
    At the leper zoo.
    Que sera?
    Erotic hurrah
    It's cool.
    Be cool, girl.

    And...
    Am i worshipping or am I tributing?
    Crumbling, ripping and failing.
    My turkish prison is knowing I fit in.
    And, and,
    I fit in!

    Feeding time,
    An old friend of mine
    At the leper zoo, yeah.
    Que sera?
    Erotic hurrah
    With no rescue.
    It's cool.
    Be cool, girl.

    Sailor scent.


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