Grade – Bleeding Warm & Newly Dead Lyrics

if bound by complication
the ratio of my exaggeration
is all mixed up
between ceters and miles
the measurement of the situation
is a diagram of a useless
escape plan
the defeat is bleeding warm
and newly dead
and even if I drilled enough
holes in your head
the diameter would not let
enough oxygen in (to activate
the compounds in) your
brain to think