It is all so intense to the doll
Only the worst of us, I ever have been
I do one but he can't commit and it's not that cool
To be one more away in your stable
I'm wicked 'cause I have not peaked
Your ugliest mind serves diseases, an addiction
I sent you doves, they returned in shocks of charcoal
Their song was sulfuric peals of anemic echo
Made me proud that my treble was thin and plenty deformed
A mean gnat cursed to call my own dead
Mantis of a widows**ing
Effusion of paranoid evasions in
How did the day turn?
Sick, we harvested invectives against old friends
Despite another ha**le, the germs in frenetic clips
Why are we still hanging around
Feeding on estrous blues
If it wasn't so lame, I would
Give to you my true love
The knot on the hex of the 7-0-6
Rosy crucifixion