Within the pale white walls,
From 9 to 5
Day
A corpse is a corpse.
Of course it is.
Predetermined
Show me yours and I'll show you mine.
Show me
late night at penn state, we exit from the bar
stagger
Well the sky is black,
And everyone's on fire.
Neon
you are, as dead as you were
the day before your
Born in a cartoon of malicious riddles.
Castrated at the
sitting upon the shore
the waves crash and echo inside
Eat, for this is my body
Raise your glass and
i'll play the game
in hopes to end this charade
he rose up from a toilet
bearing gifts and bleeding
fetus on the beat
red as it can be
rhythmically
Candy box bugle congregate and point
another star is born he's
Would you like to be divine?
a healing hand upon your
I saw my problems and I'll see the light
We
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