What-what, w-what′s that?

I'm-I′m-I'm-I'm a slow burn, crawl around the road workSomething from the other side clawing at the known world

Cough up all your cookies with the autumn air incarnate

He all-city by the time your eyes adjusted to the darkness

In parts uncharted, always find the corners cozy

You can send your fastest riders, I return the horses lonely

Controller, the locals only note the lucky charms and army jacket

When your addy′s in the heart of thar be dragons, I know

No solicitors, waves away his visitors

From ten minutes in front of a tainted energy signature

Still bullseyeing womp rats from the scenic route

Sugar in his coffee like a séance in the TV room

The cheek swab came back half-amazing

Half of what he make end up on his lab apron

If quieter than most, I′m mostly mastering the science of

Keeping one's composure while the limbic system′s lighting up

Some try to combat any kind of odd force tryna make contact, nah

Let it in, let it in

Let it in, let it in

Some try to stonewall any kind of woo-woo tryna make a phone call, nah

Let it in, let it in

Let it in, let it in (what's that?)

Let it in, let it in

Let it in, let it in

Let it in, let it in

Let it in, let it in

Ring around the revenant, let it in

Said he wasn′t ready yet, he never left the Etch-a-Sketch

Stuck around for more than just a

Parlor trick or flickering fluorescents

Had a couple still to visit with a million pressing questions

Like, where were you the night of?

What are you traversing Earth in spite of?

How are you adjusting to the triumph?

I'm asking for a friend who caught a loss and never surfaced

Simply curled up in his cubby, shutting down the central nervous

Look, float up into urgent care, a checkerboard of blurry squares

Flowers in the lobby shrivel back into the earthenware

Humans in the lobby holding crosses up

I understand the caution but

Some of you just wanna see the coffin jump

Until the coffin jump, then it′s what I call a punk

Didn't even get to where he coughing blood and talk in tongues

Not to mention, once you hassle the hoard

It doesn't matter how much furniture you stack at the door, yeah

Some try to combat any kind of odd force tryna make contact, nah

Let it in, let it in

Let it in, let it in

Some try to stonewall any kind of woo-woo tryna make a phone call, nah

Let it in, let it in

Let it in, let it in

(Wha-w-w-what′s that?)

Let it in, let it in

Let it in, let it in

Let it in, let it in

Let it in, let it in

Hand-drawn map, cross over, cross back

Calling from the flight deck, I collect dog tags

Tall grass, asphalt, or salt flat

It′s all jazz like an alphabet to Saul Bass

Bratty to the basic anatomy of a death stare

Passing through the old Manhattan, ectoplasm everywhere

Pack a second teddy bear, I'm headed for the panic

Take a second for some bacon, take his head off when in transit

I don′t coexist, I don't exist

Even J.C. miss him with the loaves and fish

You feel dementia getting closer like the devil getting over

Now his antennas are roaming for radio terra nova

Going, "Ksht, ksht, sir, I think we′ve got a signal

It's fuzzy, but they′re playing one that wasn't from the hymnal"

I'm a faint scent of sulphur, I′m the source of the ooze

I′m security tape of a glowing orb in a room, 'sup?