Queen Sophie For President

Impossibly persistent, waiting for the chance to take over
For the head that was amputated or had simply withered away
So eager to take the shape of the previous container
Like some vile liquid
Try to boil it out, but the oven is off

Piled up underneath, supporting their feet are the husks of their priors
Hollow like their values
But, it won’t hold their weight
Eventually they will start to crack

That vile liquid leaks but the pilot light might keep
Tear at your sprained neck and suffer
Scream out your sprained neck and suffer
Never get better and never do anything

And, if it still survives, just burn the whole house down
It won’t burn with the oven off
That damn persistent slime, just burn the whole house down
Never get better and never do anything

It’s like cooking with the oven off
Keep trying to cook with the oven off