my brain is bleeding?it's been dismembered by rabid dogsyour mouth is frothing with a diseaseit's all so festive it's all for memy christmas necktie your nice red bootsasphyxiation from your silk nooseyou pull it harder you watch me dieand I shoot backwards into timeand I see into the pastas it's burning? down my necka thousand suicides a nighta hundred days of shopping leftI regain consciousmy legs convulseyou whisper to meyou feel my pulsemy blood is throbbing? you breathyour body's pressed up against meI'm very fond of the special things that you do for mecut her downjust cut her downI already told youI don't know
