It is all so intense to the doll
Only the worst of us, I ever have been
I do one but he cant commit and its not that cool
To be one more away in your stable
Im 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 widowsucking
Effusion of paranoid evasions in
How did the day turn?
Sick, we harvested invectives against old friends
Despite another hassle, the germs in frenetic clips
Why are we still hanging around
Feeding on estrous blues
If it wasnt so lame, I would
Give to you my true love
The knot on the hex of the 7-0-6
Rosy crucifixion