that forms a marriage between concept and form. You might be beautiful, lets find out. Suck it down, suck it up, a throwat swallowing thousands to sing you
of the seats. An orchestra pit down under like Australia that catches fire from a match. The path has changed so much over the years. Slimy, sticky leaves cling like
is seraplis dream. ten crowns drop. parchment paper crumbles, when the curtain falls. shade this tribulation in pastels silk feelings hurt the river holds the color you
with the devil while you make your deal with Jesus, so let me milk your prostate with the unborn meat fingers Horrible your eyes implode with lucifers hammer so you
plasticwear the orchestra isn't craving our attention it sparks the active chords and the stage is set ablaze the conductor lights a cigarette we look
[audio clip] i took her to an empty house in westchester i had already picked up. when we got there i told her to wait outside, pick wild flowers. i
you really want to see a foundation of blood erupting from the neck trigger child see or be seen you are disposable I find you folded into a fetal position
your flag forever, don't let anything stop you. Cancers don't grow, and there is no such word as suffering. Next time you fall asleep, look down on us
the sight, flawless face dragged i giggled, kissing my fingers, type c and saliva bubbling kissing my fingers find an easier way of dying, before you
When your head is on backwards, where do you see? If your lungs begin to wilt like mine, how will you breathe? You can't drop your past without digging
of your thigh, ...spin 5 times... and use your leg to swing at you like a pinata. You explode the remedy all over me. My fever is gone and so are you
I am a man who hunts at night I am a man who bathes in tigers blood I am a man with daggers in my smiles Only the wise speak of a place with such elegance
I've watched you killing yourself. Hold my hand, let's start the decay. One shot in the mouth. You'll never know a poet's eyes unless you see them for
magazine. Roll her on out just to slide her back in. Unravelling rolls into their machinery and click away. This was where you could embrace misery. With enough energy you
from these bloody hills comes unmixed oil and water concentrated by abstract particles distilled through cross pollination
be sure to return the favor. you hurt me horribly. i turned back, you killed me. i haven't for much, but i'll ask you this, why would you destroy your
in mind, it's like tying your arms to the northbound train. When you extend your hand for peace, it's like tying your legs to the southbound train. You
lord, don't take this good man, just let him finish what you began. Stop covering this pavement with his blood, can you hear me, can you hear me? The