Oh, here it comes,
And I'll do what I have to
To keep it from here.
Oh, here it comes,
And I'll do what I have to.
Seeping into my nervous system,
Chemicals fighting.
Playwrights toying with my basic functions,
Ink drops crying.
They never stop,
They come on long-lugged horses
Jousting lances in my eyes.
And I will rot,
Screaming behind my thick hair
With a toothsmile on my face.
Oh, there you are,
You feel so poison loaded.
Oh, there you are,
You feel so poison loaded.
Barriers crumble from a hive of crime scenes
Buzzing inside.
Warriors lost in the seam of ethics,
Sputtering demise.
And they won't stop,
They come on long-lugged horses
Jousting lances in my eyes.
And I will rot,
Screaming behind my thick hair
With a toothsmile on my face.
Darkness curls around my hand,
Takes every morsel in command
And pulls me to the quiet land
Where consciousness dissolves like sand.
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