This is a song about "Measure"

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Allowing me to calculate and measure the depths of my depression,

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Every endeavor my fucking pleasure, never go a half measure

Ducking bill collectors like jehovah’s witness

To measure the sickness and wickedness

A pile extra pressure as a test of measure

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Dick be like architecture 'cause it's so hard to measure.

A lesser measure of beggar kids

Look, i tried to call it quits

Scramble together whatever measure they go to

I don't wanna ever come down off this cloud of lovin' you