Thursday, January 19, 2006

more words for the hungry to digest and misrepeat
i'm the necktie made of syphilus and the torn skin beneith your feet
just a tactfull reminder that you're all behind these bars
waiting hopeful for the girl who'll let you fuck her in your car
and the springboard to perfection probobly lies when it comes calling
still you pirk your ears despite the nature of the inverse crawling
and i swallow poison daily so i can vomit in your hair
be it ever so humble
home is so damn far from here

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