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I'm quiet and you wonder why
but if i talk i let out the spiders
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"Flood the idiot considerates, the fragrant family flaws / cycling in their dependancies, grasping with their paws / trying to hold you back, in their matted ingrown tones / slipping in their falacies, chaining you to t
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So slowly we drift, isolated, castrated, in full view of the cataract persistance, alienated and yet constantly pervading in a dream of senseless reality. Cancers of the mind slowly spread, contagious in moronic infection, sp
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rid yourself of all remorse,
abolish your guilt complexes.
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To write about emptiness, to see the blank page
staring ever so caressingly, inviting that first scratch.
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Looking out of the window at the sirens blaring past
The girl sits behind me, she sits and stares and asks
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Quick, I'm hit, medic you said it
I know im an idiot but i thought you'd care
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A ring of rabid roses A pocketful of posers Atishou we miss you We all f
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A bloody manikin thrown away with a rag doll interface
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How purposeful you seem, striding along against silver gleams,
clouds glistening as you progress, such purpose you possess
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Dear mum
Sometimes i wonder what exactly you had intended for me,
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You asked me why it always comes to this
as your standing on the edge of the precipice
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nobody seems to see the dream
your lilac flashes of 'quite obscene'
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He slides my hair behind my ears,
one side falls across my face.
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I sat in my corner, bliss, completely unawares
like normal,
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Eyes are forever truthful
and smiles do forever lie.
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Excuse me dear sir, but may i ask
i've lost my way down lifes path,
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My duitiful insider
so corperate
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salivating
laughing as i squirm
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Falling like a dream
thoughts disjointed
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what is life but death
where nothing is everything
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And her wings may be black and torn
but i dont care because togethr our love lets us fly in each others arms
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Rose petals on my bed and a suitcase by the door
I tried talking but you don’t listen
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Like a rose on my desk wilting and its petals drifting in brownian spirals.
The stem bending, collapsing under the weight of the flower
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suicidal sentiment satisfies the settlement
and you hate the way i dress
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the moth dancing
and in the shadows weaving
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Amy parker, someones daughter
goes to partys, she gets slaughtered
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