Lyrics Rusting Belt - Cloud Rat

Rusting Belt

Thickness you seem to see, rolling and coarse
Do you want to live with me, like me?
There’s not a chance.
Never was a choice
Cutting black confetti, it’s all from my hair
Disrupting ecosystems.
Hauling the art away
Point your mouth, asphyxiate.
Come along, crisis
Kerosene, wet my mouth.
Holy dwelling habitat
Enemy erection.
Stuffed animals.
Ashes
Will we have enough oxygen to sing on our own?
Drainage sucking industrial love.
Water well empty
«Arson is a form of self-expression
In a place where you can’t express yourself.»
Elders, to kids, know in their brains:
This whole fucking neighborhood is gonna burn down
I’m afraid, one day