Lyrics: worn out gone ocean calmly
lowers bodies offering whims
condition as night falls
spills disease mental sores
mine exploding you fucking
liar lines form short mans
views cassandra's curse
prophets eyes sees the truth
they perceive as lies this
controls my mind after
supper o much fatter how to
reconcile this matter lies
disfigured one on top no
distinction soaking sing a
screaming phrased in ill
contempt not worth it this
controls my mind so whose
resolve cant stop them now
raving mad so very small
kisses dust storm wave good-
bye have no need to scrape
so high
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