The Employee Is Not Afraid

Came to me on icebergs and bonded cell ties
And write up these letters to question your reason,
For coming and leaving to carry the summer
In allies and basements you washed yourself clean.

My sockets are swimming, my sockets are empty,
My sockets are swimming, my sockets are empty.

The claim that wire had covered your heart,
And the claim that water had entered your lungs.
They called you a martyr, and they cut off your ties to the city,
They called you a traitor, and they cut off your ties to the south.

Came to me in paintings that highlight the sun.
It branded the concept of living and lying,
To forgive the layout and rewrite the history,
A four sided story, a moundbuilders dream.

My sockets are swimming, my sockets are empty,
My sockets are swimming, my sockets are empty.

The claim that wire had covered your heart,
And the claim that water had entered your lungs.

They called you a trai,
They called you a trai,
They called you a trai,
They called you a martyr, and they cut off your ties to the city.

Yo yo, yo yo, yo yo, yo yo,
Yo yo, yo yo, yo yo, yo yo,
Yo yoo, yo yoo.

Yo yoo, yo yoo, yo yoo, yo yoo, yo yoo.