I don't know why but i've chosen this
Gravity's trapped me in a slaughter house
And kind of tried to swallow me whole
And it said: "if you call the cops, i'm gonna kill all your 'kids'"
I don't know why but i've chosen this
Somehow it always seem like its not enough
And whatever i plan, turns out convinced to end
But you still look surprise when hate is the only thing that makes sense
Gravity's got my best parts in the black market
Saying the electioneering is a barely legal affection
Gravity's got my best parts in the black market
And this is all brought to you by a misplaced erection
Gravity's got my best parts in the black market