Suspicious Lyrics

Ominous honest anonymous say
Sold at the bottom of zed
Solemn I say,
'The song is the same and I'd sworn to put out of my head'
Honest to god azure rotten today
Under a column of bread
Doldrum in space
The sky is a plane and I try to see yellow and red

Solid as she,
Column of rock
Falling on me so my thoughts
All on my jeans
A masseur sucks in the sky
So I format my dos
Crawling on me
All of my costs
Olives and line ringing hot
Acid agrees
(as all it's done to my head)
It's a lot

Checkerboard patterns are lost from detectives
He curses his blessings
And sets embers to cream and lives in the shoes of the desert filling the seam of a sequin and Shinola silly mistake in a section of seven of eight in the cement of samples
oh look he's done it now ain't he
Got the approval stampin

Ominous honest anonymous say
Sold at the bottom of zed
Solemn I say,
'The song is the same and I'd sworn to put out of my head'
Honest to god azure rotten today
Under a column of lead
Jejunum in place
My sides are in pain and the meter's in yellow and red