Pretty Chemicals (Alphanaut's Dark Matter Mix)

As a pretty little piece of your chemistry
Hijacks its way deep inside of me
With every living cell up and on the run
System lock down and set to stun

But here we are home again
They're coming for me
Here they come here they come here they come
They're running the gun for me

From an island made of plastic adrift at sea
I fortify my biology
Ninety thousand in your army set to attack
Breaking in and no turning back
The path of no resistance is in your eyes
From your trails laid out in the skies
Another line of frack still to be unwound
Sneak another one down into the ground

But here we are home again
They're coming for me
Here they come here they come here they come
They're running the gun for me

Captan, Bromide and PVC
Now your logic is evading me
Hello Maneb Cumene and Propylene
Now your chemicals come for me

Take another hit off your PVC
Another kiss from the PCBs
Your mother-lovin hug is toxicity

Now your chemicals come for me
Here they come here they come
Pretty chemicals