Lambchop
"Doak's Need"

Every boy is Atlas

Every boy eats apples

Every boy is an asshole

So why do you need them?

Why do you need them?

In a t-shirt blue, did he feel so cruel?

But he's so far from it

To feel like such a fool

[Incomprehensible] makes a sound

The leaves that she [Incomprehensible]

The sun takes away

Like the army that's in ourselves

Every time you walk

It makes a teary sight

Every time when you breathe

This is my foundry plight