Page 99 - The Hollowed Out Chest Of A Dead Horse
ive seen you sitting in your bed,
in your brown gown of dead flowers
and inside your room, in its
corners where spiders crawl,
and a sour dream centipede slips under
your mattress until it's time, oh,
oh, gimme that back, i want my back, back. oh your beauty, let it rot, let it rot. let it fucking rot. lie down now... if you please darling, so i can do our world a service, dream, dream, and dream.
in your brown gown of dead flowers
and inside your room, in its
corners where spiders crawl,
and a sour dream centipede slips under
your mattress until it's time, oh,
oh, gimme that back, i want my back, back. oh your beauty, let it rot, let it rot. let it fucking rot. lie down now... if you please darling, so i can do our world a service, dream, dream, and dream.
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