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Whats the point in dressing up in lover?
When evening wear just makes me sick
leaves blow through my hair dyed over
sucking me like mosquitos on my dick

whats the point in being sober?
when my brain matter is on your wall anyway
death of a bride and her mother
it was never important to me anyway

Cut my way out!
Cut my way out!
the mother of all symbols in your teeth
Dimestore *****s and holy wars
wraped in spores and metaphores
we never needed eachother before!

Praying to the alter in the river
my eyes fill up with blood
who is that in my home?
you never were impoertant to me anyway

the skinless counting down the days till he dies
the bold new MC rocking the quarter machines
she never cared about my kiss
but she loves my blood

Cut my way out!
Cut my way out!
the mother of all symbols in your teeth
Dimestore *****s and holy wars
wraped in spores and metaphores
we never needed eachother before!

Sperma...
Terra...
Animus...
Venenum...

The man eats the sun
the sun on his tounge
California is burning
cought the shine in a pill

Man made god
god made man
man or the egg
short wire legged
east of the seven seas
several seas are kind to me

King of the revolution