This Must Be the Placenta - Joan of Arc

I must have born hanging out

I must have been conceived hanging out

And I know I’m gonna die by hanging

I must have born hanging out

I must have been conceived hanging out

And I know I’m gonna die by hanging

After birth, there are buffets

All along, unknowingly, I’d acted out the plan

All along, unknowingly, I’d acted out the plan

And after life, there are virgins waiting

Keep it lit and keep on looking

All along, unknowingly, I’d acted out the plan

All along, unknowingly, I’d acted out the plan

Pizza and cunnilingus both give me heartburn

Nervous- nervous- nervous-

Keep it lit and keep on looking

Keep it lit and keep on looking

I look so much like myself

People always mistake me for my own doppelgänger

Know I’m gonna die by hanging

I got this weird sense of death where everything’s in focus

I’ve had a twenty-six year old girlfriend

Since the day I turned eleven

Hi

You won’t get shit done 'til you go to prison

You won’t get shit done 'til you go to prison

Keep it lit and keep on looking

Keep it lit and keep on looking

Keep it lit and keep on looking

Keep it lit and keep on looking

I must have born hanging out

I must have been conceived hanging out

And I know I’m gonna die by hanging

I must have born hanging out

I must have been conceived hanging out

And I know I’m gonna die by ha-