Oh, here it comes,
and I'll do what I have to
to keep it from here.
Oh, here it comes,
and I'll do what I have to.Seeping into my nervous system,
chemicals fighting.
Playwrights toying with my basic functions,
ink drops crying.They never stop,
they come on long-lugged horses
jousting lances in my eyes.
And I will rot,
screaming behind my thick hair
with a toothsmile on my face.
Oh, there you are,
you feel so poison loaded.
Oh, there you are,
you feel so poison loaded.Barriers crumble from a hive of crime scenes
buzzing inside.
Warriors lost in the seam of ethics,
sputtering demise.And they won't stop,
they come on long-lugged horses
jousting lances in my eyes.
And I will rot,
screaming behind my thick hair
with a toothsmile on my face.
Darkness curls around my hand,
takes every morsel in command
and pulls me to the quiet land
where consciousness dissolves like sand.
