ENTROPY LYRICS

"Back Off Man, I'm A Scientist"

Pop like a whitehead
I’m not the sharpest tack in the shed
Always coming, never arriving
But I’m still climbing

There’s mold inside
A spill that never dried

Wrong way graded
I’m antiquated
Ripe for the grazing
Fresh ice for the fire blazing

There’s mold inside
A spill that never dried
There’s mold inside
But we never really tried

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