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And the in my insides is glowing and malignant, and
the way
to stop it, is to cut a hole and let the air come in.
And your public face is dripping, now famous and
beautiful,
but i can still remember when your mouth was open,
a stairway
leading to hell.
Now your perfect body's shining, and the always
circling, and the
boys and girls are dreaming, and your naked bleeding
where the
have ripped away skin.
And the is always shrinking, and my mind is
disappearing, in the
adulation of your all-inclusive arms, and feeling
penitential, l'm
off my finger, and l'm faxing you the image, via
electricity.
And the communists were torturing a man and
women, screams flew
out the window and the Himalayas, then changed into
a and
drifted through the wind, and landed on a in Paris,
where you
it your high-heeled fin.
Now l'm killing and l'm stealing and l'm raping and l'm
and l'm
feeling kinda due to mental enervation, so i'll send my
into the
hard body of a rockstar, and maybe you'll fuck me,
5 million
people love me, and you wanna my energy.
Yeah this world is made of losers, but I be a winner,
I'll do anything it to hypnotize the upturned faces, into
trusting me so they'll
me to supply, the object that will fill the emptiness that
was
by repetition of an image and a they recognize, and
malleable
identities be sexually excited by the product which I will
provide.
And this planet keeps on through a thick and viscous
blackness,
pleasure every will come true before we're
finished, and l'm
in my bed and my hands are gening bloody and l'm I
can you
from the world you live in, and maybe you will hide me
deep inside your perfect body and I'll melt the glistening
flawless of
your flesh.
Now you're mine. you're mine...