Black eat white
Catch that thrill
Whatever comes, eat your fill
Choke on the bones
It’s a flowing stream that has long stilled
The truth is, to some degree, we all steal

Hey now
Come round
We’re hellbound and going way down

Justified: a self-made man
All I do is do what I can
My edges were sharpened with blasted sand
I’m a bizarre and devoted fan

Black eat white
Catch that thrill
Whatever comes, eat your fill
Choke on the bones
The flowing theme is blown will
The truth is, to some degree, we all steal

Hey now
Come round
We’re hellbound and going to stay down

Washington: a fishbelly rust
A sad chapter, I read the last page first

Black eat white
Catch that thrill
Whatever comes, eat your fill
Choke on the bones
Our flowing dream now killed
The truth is, to some degree, we all steal