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Permission to die lie rigomort and fade out I spy lots with the eyesight of a two eyed cyclops
Man I'm crawling on all floors man I'm banging into doors King Kong hang head in shame
A broke throat spitting slitted vein sick there's my crown I'm down you want it now
I admit you got the gaul and balls to face your foes alone told denied breaking a home a broken token bone
A flipper a dipper a trippy Jack the Ripper a nippy nipper a slippery kipper a cunt a grass
I've been force fed vowels which I'm only now spitting out all over your walls halls and mole dug holes put holes in your lawn - bones alone - phones full of friends no more man you got fuck all
Like a prima donna I wanna see Madonna gone, I'll sneak up on her in the street and set my beat upon her
All the horror your honour comes from the belladonna what a lie to nip tuck and borrow to look younger tomorrow
It must be hell when your two thirds stem cell rest post menstrual breasts augmental dental work like a mental gentle fetal creepy people fragmental
Coughing in skin coffins the boffins on limbs got in no stopping on tip topping your rotting and never stopping on
You wanna live in the light excite a parasite
You might be better at night you melt in Fahrenheit
Excite the fright on to sprites a little oversight
Haemaphroditey in a nighty got it all in sight
Don't look back for me now, now that I'm back around, all them words you don't say prepared me fairly and squarely kicking you away
Like a genie in a hand lamp working in the damp with cramp
An armless cripple in a chair at the foot of the ramp
I wanna stamp up the street cracking flags with my feet off beat demolishing concrete
I've got my reasons to fall I've got my reasons to crawl but there's fuck all to let you trawl my abdominal wall
Your in the bit of the pit between the fibre and shit evacuate, you take the bait cos I lose weight when I spit
I got pockets of rockets I lock my lyrics in lockets you stop me rocking? I'm dropping rock in to clock in
Shit, fuck this bucket list I'm mr missed this pissed twisted sisters wrist with a blistered hiss