worn out gone ocean calmly lowers bodies offering
whims condition as night falls
spills disease mental sores
mine
exploding you f*****g liar
lines form short mans views
cassandra's curse prophets eyes
sees the truth they perceive as
lies
this controls my mind
after supper o much fatter
how to reconcile this matter
lies disfigured one on top no
distinction soaking sing
a screaming phrased in ill contempt
not worth it
this controls my mind
so whose resolve cant
stop them now
raving mad so very small
kisses dust storm wave good-bye
have no need to scrape so high
