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Sheer thrills and frivolities
Erratum discussions held under my control
Conveyed in tongue, said again and again
While waiting for the hour
The shadow standing still
They dance on the edge of life
They whisper a story told of prepossessing image
The world is spinning, the sun so bright
It’s full of hatred and doting
Get out of my mouth
Invite suicidation
Transfer enumeration
Died and used it for an infestation
In the future, when you and I are
Eating and handcrafting theory
Fingers crawl across and playing
He’s grinning, making memories
Inattentive signs on a wall
Long lost for sure
Aren’t I hurting anyone?
Perhaps it’s time for me to tear apart
For what it is I’ve been
Denote my place within humanity
Projecting by my will
I’ve been amassing solid iron claws
Ignore the rottenness
And my recitals will decay in a flash!
My stomach turned at the thought of the stars
And my heart pounded louder than the ones I had before
Silencing cries when I get into bed
We can help it by letting the demons ravage it all
I know it’s late, but we have to get home
Endless staining and fading
These scars, indefinite
Wondering what it would be like to be locked
In a room with electrical lights that burn like a match
Remember the human heart
Began as a vessel hallowed out to be imparted
It can’t be hurt, but it can be killed
Begins to burn in a spiral of animosity
Its nerve endings long ago
Gone scarlet and white as they predicted not returning
They stared intently at twilight’s face
Through the open door, through the flowers
As she unfurled her will
Invite suicidation
Transfer enumeration
Died and used it for an infestation
In the future, when you and I are
Eating and handcrafting theory
Fingers crawl across and playing
He’s grinning, making memories
All the more when we share a kiss
Further, for thy sake!
Open my mouth and scream aloud with me!
Arise and then break out!
Denote my place within humanity!
The image of a face is on a wall with solid iron claws!
A happy face of me
It’s not a nightmare, just some nonsense!
My heart races to the root of my neck
My lungs growing thicker at the hands of men
Let us focus on getting through the day
Without making him angry again
My hands grow numb when I think of what’s wrong
My mind full of anything that’s left of her
Let us focus on getting through the day
Without making him angry again
I’m too worthless to return
To playing such a harmful role again
Eventually, I’ll become
The pain that everyone’s abetted
If you ever die, what will your memory start looking like?
That’s the way it is
Remember? Stomach holes burning
In the heavy years, wide open eyes pervaded in unease!
But love still penetrates, it’s on our lips
It shows, because of you
Projecting by my will, I’ve been amassing solid iron claws!
Ignore the rottenness, and see your beautiful, bewildered face
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