Blattodea Lyrics

"The cockroach lineage"

You misfit

You don't fit in

You don't blend in

You're fucking frigid

Shut up and be still

This bit

It does not fit in

It does not blend in at all

But it's breathing

And it's here still

I am the same as you

Of flesh and bone

You are the same as us

But you need to grow

Your eyes are cold

Still your halos glow

We ran your digits

And you belong to the bottom row

You misfit

You don't fit in

You don't blend in

You're fucking frigid

Shut up and be still

This bit

It does not fit in

It does not blend in at all

But it's breathing

And it's here still

I am hurting

But you are small

I am suffocating

It's your own fault

I am a sack of broken bones

You reap what you sow

We ran your digits

And you belong to the bottom row

I am crisis

I am hit and miss

I am without mission

Immune to piss

I am on fucking fire

A combustion spree

I am bleeding collision

On a ton of weed