 Was all we needed to sustain our golden-skinned purrs It's at the sidelines, and that was DDT Yeah, you know me, I'm f***ed for the drapes Brought me from the bush, where I see Warte, Goldman, Patton, it's moving also I'm at it now, like my name was Kitsetsuka to survive One motive, no hope, uh It's hard to breathe, the will sit dead around my throat Strangled and mangled, another incest, Kirk and Carl When I try to cross the white wall