There´s someon down
below blowing you a kiss .
They watch from their
windows
Ass all arms fall to their sides ,
And all eyes fix on the
death to tomorow .
And you found everything
you need
To make a life complete .
Completely revolting .
And they have safety and
relief for sale up the street
I see you in line everyday
You had time to waste ,
and I´m not sorry .
Such a basket case ,
hide the cutlery .
I had time to kill , It´s dead
and buried .
You´ve got guts to spill ,
but no one´s trust - worthy .
These creatues are waking
up in these dark trees .
Awaiting like wultures .
And eyes rolled back turned
white in time to feed
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