This is a song about "Shut your face"

Shut your mouth, call you bane

Blow trees like a hurricane

They may be real to your face

Im drowning down, i couldn't dodge the wave

Its all over your face

Haven't slept for days

I'll call a installer for your broken face

Nothing but my dreams matterhoping for better days

Leaving your old face remoulded placed onto my new face,

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

Keep your mouth locked, shut and glued am i rude

Pockets probably like fried food

Don't you fall from grace

Oops, too late. in goes your face.