Noble Rot

Hammurabi's code it won't stop hammering me
And I'm buried to my neck in ancient dinosaur belief
I'm too far born for that shame
It's too new for my primate brain
And I don't hold any, hold any
I don't hold any hope that it's gonna change

But I heard their stories and drank their wine
But I couldn't stand the taste
So I checked the grapes and I checked the vines
Maybe it's the area... maybe it's the seeds

I had centuries of noble rot just jammed into my face
They always hold any, hold any
Motherfuckers nose to the stone until it breaks

My blanket used to keep me warm, now it keeps me up at night
My mattress used to hold me up now it don't hold at all
Now it don't hold at all
Now it don't hold at all
Now it don't hold at all

But I heard their stories and drank their wine
But I couldn't stand the taste
So I checked the grapes and I checked the vines
Maybe it's the seeds