Sweet serenity worth smoking souls
No one really remembers
How could we anyway?
Rock is dead
Creaking chairs squeak against old floors
One might want to watch their step here
Or perhaps you just watch where you fall
Not everything has a winning stand
When the wind blows over upstanding umbrellas
Work with me, against me, without me
On my side or without
Friend or foe
Maybe, baby, I'm just not completely altogether
Or maybe I never was to begin with
Wish me luck
Here comes the drop
Whisking dreams into the sky
And away with petals and daisys
'twas never
Would never
No jabberwock
Or blade of Vorpal could save thee
From something so frumious
Distateful and illing as regard from thou
My fair Red Lady
Gurgle, splutter, squelch
No blood moves faster
Gurgle, splutter, rip
Throughout skin, reprise, and regret
Rip, blend, smear
We all die happy here.
Relax my little lolly
We have no regret to salvage
Or perhaps it's not regret you're looking for
Maybe I should just let you be
So gung ho with volley
Relax my little lolly
Upsetting
To realize how fragmented we truly are
No one realizes
Until its to late however
How restricting we all truly are
Little girl with eyes so wide
Who do you despise?
It is odd to ask
Or is it worse for you to answer?
Please, if you love me, or yourself, up you'll release the handle from that axe.
A-raw
We gonna turn it up
Louder than the volume goes
Higher than the speakers reach
With no fault in their stars
Without care to the taste of pennies
Or that we can no longer hear
Or see
Or know
Ear-drum bursting is what we want
No more, No less
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