Trigga Hiccups

Lyrics

This is only a moderate mistake But it gains speed as it gains the weight We pull our own and make it home always for dinner Chatrooms full of broken bones From lush estates to mobile homes Eyes turn to glaze And horses fade, always in winter Always run day in day Outside of the box is cold But it's okay, I'll run on glass to please you To please you (This is only a moderate mistake) (This is only a moderate mistake)