kids of the k-hole

everybody needs some time away

just stuck in the k-hole again

an eighteen hour holiday

just stuck in the k-hole again

just once again



mrs. kitty ketamine your perserverance may

outlast my ambition to go home

infatuation with your dark side i obey

forbidden pleasures i have grown to love



somewhere between eden and north utopia

somewhere beneath the astral plain

i've taken residence on sybartic soil

you won't be seeing me again

you won't be seeing me again



dropping crumbs and flying thumbs

won't help me get back home

and home is where the heart is i've been told

cause' i promised my heart to her

she cooked it medium well

then proceded to swallow it whole



it may sound good to you

it may sound oh so wrong

just stuck in the k-hole again

winter's broken, summer's gone

just stuck in the k-hole again

just once again

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