Glued To The Screen Lyrics

I don't know what to do
I know I've gotten glued
So many bodies rot
I'm just a tiny dot.

A twisted vine that's over-ripe
Ferments tonight, cultivate

The blast that fills your air
With someone melted hair
The deed is only half
They melt the golden calf

A twisted vine that's over-ripe
No spine can hold it up tonight.

Glued to the screen (x 3)
Glued (x 5)

I don't know what to do
I know I've gotten glued
I'm just a tiny dot
So many bodies rot.


(From the insert to the Cochon Records split 7" with The Vanishing)