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The world started as a mouse maze science knows that but not Miss Anthropy the hunger lets us smell the happy-meat Run, children, R-U-N, witches and **** wolves are coming you see I aimed the small gun for my head but got the shouldered white-angel instead accidentally made a blood paint on the wall like glaze No doctors! I do this my own self fast Trap some daylight in a jar and go inside Poke some holes in you Miss, like a reverse vampire death let the light out. Burn, Burn. It's you are me all that's left I'll mouth you and duct tape for mount ride Invade. Take the tall kingdom. Shadow cannot last. Signifying not a thing-- Idiot Doc and weird *** science and Hate Hate Hate, what would you do? -- Eat 'em up, **** 'em dry. Of course, take them in. Drown them in acid --Sounds like fury to me -- No! No!-- It's a valediction hid- den inside your love-soul. All is careful in a yellow hue Two sides to the hitting fence: Love you lonely or build a shoddy allegiance.
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Apr 16, 2011
Apr 16, 2011 at 11:45 AM UTC
Dream Song (with Henry Berryman)
The world started as a mouse maze science knows that but not Miss Anthropy the hunger lets us smell the happy-meat Run, children, R-U-N, witches and **** wolves are coming you see I aimed the small gun for my head but got the shouldered white-angel instead accidentally made a blood paint on the wall like glaze No doctors! I do this my own self fast Trap some daylight in a jar and go inside Poke some holes in you Miss, like a reverse vampire death let the light out. Burn, Burn. It's you are me all that's left I'll mouth you and duct tape for mount ride Invade. Take the tall kingdom. Shadow cannot last. Signifying not a thing-- Idiot Doc and weird *** science and Hate Hate Hate, what would you do? -- Eat 'em up, **** 'em dry. Of course, take them in. Drown them in acid --Sounds like fury to me -- No! No!-- It's a valediction hid- den inside your love-soul. All is careful in a yellow hue Two sides to the hitting fence: Love you lonely or build a shoddy allegiance.
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Apr 16, 2011
Apr 16, 2011 at 11:45 AM UTC
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