Testo Dreary Nonsense

Thank you
Surely that's the last plant
Took a little extra
Get inside your head
You said, "So what?"
I said, "What for?"
Fi-fi-fight until we're dead
That's the next thought Gurgling through the backdoor entrance of your mind
Infecting and duplicating
The covert washing of your mind

Think so
Very, very much so
Don't know where your head's at
Worship millionaire
Witness reveling in death throes
Habitually reposed
Growing in the ground
Perhaps something less permanent
A reconfiguration mind
That's you, at least you really think so
Better keep your head down Don't want to lose your mind