Lyrics:
brain The pain Underneath a bunker You call your room Where your brain can't move Under the ceiling like a spelunker You groove into your bed You lay
quarantine cave ‘n’ I’m a spelunker Do that Tik Tok – bitch I’m the king of hip hop Watch me Slipknot (Slip, not) – psycho/social disc jock I’m this hot – dey
slumber? Stick around, This'll be a fun number I'm truly versed in tearing All the universe asunder I also have a specialty in unlucky spelunkers I'm
I'm truly versed in tearing All the universe asunder but I also have a Specialty in unlucky spelunkers I'm a puzzle in a bubble in The stuff of your
(Lovers under covers) oh, now I'm hypnagogic No, losing grip on logic Ironmonger, big cucumber (Small spelunker, ooh) And when we fall asleep, I dream
the briny deep A spelunker plunging in, hunkering down in between those puffy pink walls Like a fallout bunker And if never emerge to the surface don't
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