Something's terrorized my psyche to get even Lately you're the only human I believe in I tried to understand his logic But there's just no pattern there No sympathetic voices anywhere There's blood in my hair
Now I'm considered ugly from every angle You're the only beauty I don't want to strangle Can't you hear me crying out for guidance? Yes, we hear but we don't care There's no sympathetic victims anywhere There's blood in my hair
I want to get all fucked up and tell you how I really feel Because your vibrant blackness coco artery is so unreal When I die I want you to die too Not try to stay in this all In a dimension without you, spit on this planet without you I envy you because you can believe in things like I never could And like, dose yourself into a coma over the bestiality of our race All I meant how to send into some ancient reptilian form like an agnostic transsensiation Don't know what that is (use your imagination)
They paralyze my psyche to get even Lately you're the only dancer I believe in I would put your dower's blood in my hair No sympathetic voices anywhere There's blood in my hair
Anti human armies spring from every angle You're the only soldier I don't want to strangle I can see this intolerance fate So don't expect us to cooperate Anyway, it's five lives too late And there's blood in my hair
Harbors Our most obliging harbor For this illusion movies I wish I'd be stung by Tears of confusion Will you Meet the common end to Your odd shaped mission? Though it isn't true I don't believe in that kind of plot But still I pray for you
We will produce verity holocausts We will commit acts of misery We will weaponize silence in a sense And we'll forget
Someone's terrorized my psyche to get even Lately you're the only human I believe in I suffer from this death to find a kingdom raised Terror corpses in the vapor, martyr's wrapped in butcher paper
In the fall a monster possessed your mind You're the only dancer I don't want to strangle Can't you hear me crying out for guidance? Yes, we hear but we don't care There's no sympathetic voices anywhere There's blood in my hair
I saw you laughing, but tomorrow you'll say you were there You looked at me in disgust. Girl, why should I care?