Hate rose
Came back again
The flowers of rot crawl out of my skin
They smell
Sick and disgusting
Agony and pain and burning plastic
Running through imaginary hallways
Jump up, break down
23 skidoo
Hectically wishing away
The worst possible thing you'd be going to do
Lie down
Hear the hissing sound
Your heart is burning a hole in the ground
Push the signal along
The neural rebellion the size of Viet Cong
All the connections overwhelmed with negative feedback
23 skidoo
Hectically wishing away
The worst possible thing you'd be going to do
Some may find this desperately erratic
But that's the way I survive everyday
Once again please let me be pathetic
If I don't let it out, all things will go astray, okay?
I'm sick of this shit, it's true
Sometimes I forget the meaning of the word 'good'
But tell me
What would you do,
What would you do
If you were in my shoes?
Probably fill youself with medication then...
Skidoo, oo-oo-oo
I'm letting the skidoo out of me
So let it gain publicity!
2013
