Of Montreal - Flunkt Sass Vs. The Root Plume

I discovered so much from my last trance
Dogs running in black and white
Don't make me process this much information
It's unforgivable

Aging apocalyptic ecstasy
Previous life laughter
My background is such an affliction
My psychic told me my transience exploited vacant energy fields

They are poisoning us from the sky

Even this ghetto world that has nothing doesn't want me
Even this ghetto world that has nothing doesn't want me
Even this ghetto world that has nothing doesn't want me
Even this ghetto world that has nothing doesn't want me

Clone tissue and the growing instabilities are lovely
Its power on me is bloody breastfeeding horrid discovering instability

They're killing us from the sky

Even this ghetto world that has nothing doesn't want me
Even this ghetto world that has nothing doesn't want me
Even this ghetto world that has nothing doesn't want me
Even this ghetto world that has nothing doesn't want me