"Bloodsport" lyrics

It happened when the world was calling
All you could do was stare at walls
Your face became a sunken awning
A lukewarm life form

Your sentimental wish was something
A delicately wrapped last resort
Tryin' to summon up a feeling
Sounds like blood sport!

Oh, I'm so sorry there's no room for your throne
I'm so sorry there's no real halo
Don't say you're sorry if your heart's made of stone
There's no safe word when the bubble explodes

A tiny square of dirt was something like
A territorial allegory, oh
Kill a chicken without warning
Then eat what you stole

The Silk Road calms your sweet tooth
Mango, papaya, peach
It doesn't matter who you call
You'll still be outta reach, oh

Oh, I'm so sorry, this world's just one deep throat
Oh, I'm so sorry, what's left is melted snow
Don't say you're sorry with an eye on the keyhole
There's no safe word when the bubble explodes

You say it happened when you had no warning
Just Gucci revolution anecdotes of
Question marks and cunts in charge
Bending you over a barrel

So it happened when you had no warning
The poison turns to antidote
And pretty people everywhere
Will have to eat their clothes!

Oh, I'm so sorry there's no room for your throne
I'm so sorry there's no real halo
Don't say you're sorry if your heart's made of stone
There's no safe word when the bubble explodes