And thus, we must! Experiment number four!!! wooo woo
i barely breathe.
all of this talk of licking assholes has left me despondent.
alone and abused.
i realize now the travesty
i've realized it before.
the shit pours from my font, the mouth of something.
if i enter this race, the cost. oh god, the cost.
life without rapture.
death without dying.
yours is mine, mine is yours
i care to live.
please left me live.
headphones into the jack, bring to me celebration.
desperation.
dearest desperation.
nothing of a hatred for you now, slip me into bliss.
bliss and desperation, doom and hate.
these words i use are catch phrases.
horrible horrible words
caught phrases, caught phrases.
i think they've lost their meaning
I came into a room with a cigar and a match
the match said yes and i said yes
and together we wrought the flame
but i stood transfixed in shadows,
transfixed in life too shallow
i watched the match collapse
there in that blessed study,
i wanted neither the smoke
nor the gore of a simple saturday whore.
i slammed my fist upon the timber and struck a spark all light, the tinder.
smoked until i fell less limber,
there oh there upon the timber.
damn you fire escape, damn our fathers.
rock the palace you fucking paupers
tear it down with estatic glee
rise o rise anarchy
burn this shit to nothing sunder
build your shit to lavish wonder.
to the sky, fear not collapse
forget forget the match o match.
but i can predict the fell, your ivory tower
built forever, sky devoured
doom and desperation forgot!
and with empathsis for wonder naught
your stupid tower crack and crumble.
ocean lap and wave this rubble
sand remains. and sand's no trouble.
the smoke stopped and i stood.
i should go to bed and drink again...
when i feel ready.
these grand thoughts inside my head
are nothing.
lavish dreams of a leftist fool.
all of this talk of licking assholes has left me despondent.
alone and abused.
i realize now the travesty
i've realized it before.
the shit pours from my font, the mouth of something.
if i enter this race, the cost. oh god, the cost.
life without rapture.
death without dying.
yours is mine, mine is yours
i care to live.
please left me live.
headphones into the jack, bring to me celebration.
desperation.
dearest desperation.
nothing of a hatred for you now, slip me into bliss.
bliss and desperation, doom and hate.
these words i use are catch phrases.
horrible horrible words
caught phrases, caught phrases.
i think they've lost their meaning
I came into a room with a cigar and a match
the match said yes and i said yes
and together we wrought the flame
but i stood transfixed in shadows,
transfixed in life too shallow
i watched the match collapse
there in that blessed study,
i wanted neither the smoke
nor the gore of a simple saturday whore.
i slammed my fist upon the timber and struck a spark all light, the tinder.
smoked until i fell less limber,
there oh there upon the timber.
damn you fire escape, damn our fathers.
rock the palace you fucking paupers
tear it down with estatic glee
rise o rise anarchy
burn this shit to nothing sunder
build your shit to lavish wonder.
to the sky, fear not collapse
forget forget the match o match.
but i can predict the fell, your ivory tower
built forever, sky devoured
doom and desperation forgot!
and with empathsis for wonder naught
your stupid tower crack and crumble.
ocean lap and wave this rubble
sand remains. and sand's no trouble.
the smoke stopped and i stood.
i should go to bed and drink again...
when i feel ready.
these grand thoughts inside my head
are nothing.
lavish dreams of a leftist fool.
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