As I walked into the citadel
thousands of people awaited me
I could have sworn I was dreaming
because my body was water and my mind was fucking weak
Oh Jason, my lizard, shed his skin and I wondered what it meant
As I rolled on through the desolate town
handfuls of eagles flew up above
A feather fell right on my windshield
bended my fender now my car is obsolete
Oh Jason, my lizard, shed his skin and I wondered what it meant
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