Puncture - Mission Lyrics

Grinding teeth hands wet on the wheel
rearview check for sentinel
rotten gold tooth pay phone smile
I'll help you out if you do me right
Shadow moving unseen unsuspected unclean
Sixth sense homing in
Push the chore again
Flies on shit with mouths agape
I join the swarm and take the bait
in my brain butane ringing for a crumb
scavenger beggin urban streets of decay
call me night and day
fill my empty life burning out of sight