Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song What Are the Cargo Pockets for Lanza Extra Mags, artist - Neckbeard Deathcamp. Date of issue: 23.05.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
What Are the Cargo Pockets for Lanza Extra Mags |
| A temple built to your self-importance |
| Air thick with rage blood and body odor |
| Walls adorned in baroque portraits ov every woman who turned you down |
| A selfish monument to infantile emotion |
| Long corridors inside your own mind |
| Glut entitlement steeped in failure |
| Greasy incubator for a monster |
| Go see a fucking therapist |
| You’ve never done anything kind for one of these women yet expect them to take |
| a knee before you |
| What are they meant to be impressed by? |
| Insufferable gatekeeping? |
| Mysoginy dressed as chivalry? |
| An armful of NS black metal CDs? |
| Go see a fucking therapist |
| You pace the halls ov your own misery for without them as a safe space you |
| would have to face reality |
| Righteous indignation at the blameless |
| And every night while tucked into bed, as creeping guilt finds your mind |
| You open the door in the dungeon and meet the man that you are not |
| He’s you but happy and well adjusted |
| And he laughs as he says what are the cargo pockets for Lanza? |
| Extra mags? |