SLY mice by KYA, Jann Dough Lyrics

Open vent, air flows, thoughts come composed
Smoke ring, dry mouth, purity proposed

A lock on my mind to appease for surprise
Dead night stares that behold my snake eyes

Auction for knowledge that controlled the thumb storm
Serpents pleasing, taking men as clever form

News of daily phones ringing loud from afar
Yellow teeth, greeds breath, lies flow of tar

Black days cover life leaving screams to abyss
Number lines offer life pushing to assist

Heavy thoughts kill a man; tolerance is best
Many lose, feelings dim, body count is guessed

Lib balm or napalm? commoners are mixed
Money over mothers showing powerheads affixed
A needle to your vein fucked up your brain
Head ascertains now your bars are astrange