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Acid Bath When The Kite String Pops

I blew my last five on a cheap fifth of vodka Gonna kill somethin' There ain't nothing gonna stop us tonight I know about confusion Lets start a riot

Dr. Suess is dead We await... life Dr. Suess is dead A cloud of flies obscure the sun A stone is dropped a dream undone ripples grow and ride the tide

Why do you love to lick my wounds? Why do you love to feel my pain? Why do you love to suck my life? Why do you look so motherfucking dead? ..Dead? Dead

blue We twist beneath forever Cause do you know what you've done Ants in the afterbirth We're slugs under the sun I could not wake the dead man dreaming Acid

of the butterfly Sunshine in the house of flames she loves it where she gets it but it's never felt the same surgery, in the house of dissection when

hunter of tears, relative pain half of this world is dark with the stain the stain of unknowing the dead flower buds, on smiling lips is innocent blood

games in the courtyard I heard her screaming like a radio mary lou left marks on you she just screams at the walls the kite string pops I'm swallowed

razor face Finger paintings of the insane Bloody mountain momma rockabilly machine Kiddy porn lover with a mouth for disease Giddy 'up honey my rubber fuck doll When

Strapped into the chair the needle now descends As they lick their cracking lips their twitching never ends Blood beneath their fingernails, swallow all