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Well Daisy Rips up the Earth
With the grass and the dirt
Can
When all of it is burnt
Pour the costumes on me
And crash the tragic debris
Now hold accountable the cyst
And what it infests in
This contradicts love
Well, it contradicts hate
It contradicts a world that doesn
My poor judgment of consciousness
Unbearable cowardess
Will keep opinions closed and wonder why I
Stayed here for so long
And I can
If I
It
Well Daisy you are the war [one/whore=war]
I
I spill the pint of blood I
I push through the dust
I cut myself on the rust
I come apart at the seams on an exodus to us
Fast as fast as can be
Well, It
It seems at times that solid walls have a transparency
My judgment is manifest
Reality changes
And a figure captures waves and slowly becomes
The blankest sight I
And I wait for the light
To wake me from this dream
Sum of fears equates between the change of light
Light fucks my world and steals the blood of life
Try tasting all the shit of the fuck whores lies
Pouring acid down your throat, gouging out your eyes
Whine fuck that little pussy shit you haven
And understand that you
Trash, ash, rash, cardiac fuck I
I
Don
Rain down and down
Well this is where it starts
I feel so insane
Locked in the past
As it whizzes by me
Passing by lights
That seem much brighter
And breathing in air
That seems so familiar
Where did I go?
I didn
What did I do?
You disappeared then
How long was I gone?
About two weeks and
What should I do?
Just shut up and kiss me
Daisy
You
Shadows from the cold sun
Irritate as they ricochet
and start in graphs
And end inside this maze
With haste and grace
This place becomes as evil as it tastes
You take the place of Lucifer
Marching the insects inside these gates
There
Of fortune in this waste
This place is plain
But there is a hint of
Placid colored rays
(I see the sweet appeal of all the time we
Why can
And change the words around
There is a sense of longing underground
We hear the sirens
It
But tragically this evil can
Why can
Ten chance failed again
Nowhere to begin
This is the end
Or maybe just the opposite again
(I want to know that all this time made sense feeding a force that I can
I can
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