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Scull caps crawling for hire and a couple of
Circling my head a stone's throw from here
Microbe-infested apparatus-apparitions floating
Through festering from mouldy bands....

(Gimme some control!)

Yeah, I'm interrupting your programme to make a
I'm an afforder and my suffer-buffer's (Gimme a mind-bomb!) out of order (Glass cutter in request!)

The corners are glaring, the kitchen's hotter
'Cause someone's burned the roast in the

AND RED ICE-GRIT RUNS OUT MY
INTRAVENOUS OF A DEAD REPORTER
I try to shut out what's taking place my eye
and this airbrushed (Was ever man so hocussed?)
There's a skeleton in house and mine feels pretty pent-up
I BURST!

My living room is but a death trap (ALL GRIN!)
They know about eternal electrocution
I'm just a would-love-to-be
Under carnal from figurative infection
And thus the is immune
By virtue of the of ignorance

LETTING ME DIE WITH THE BIG
And frames besieged by swarms of bacteria
IN MY BRAIN!

(Gimme some control!)

I've got a halitosis from choking in a coffin-fire
(Glass in request!)
the dominance of viral decay
Roasting my and toasting my death
Oh baby, the way you cry is prettier the saddest song
An utter soul cutter boxed in
The denihil of a social misanthrope

AND RED RUNS OUT MY CHILBLAINS
INTERFERENCE IN MY BRAIN

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