you'd kill yourself wouldn't you you'd kill yourself wouldn't you you'd put yourself in pieces if you
felt someone could use your pieces wouldn't you you'd do it hardly thinking
how you wanted badly to be an airplane
go for random cuts relieving to take us to your air space the only place
where you can stop the shaking you've got all the gasoline
one could ever ever need say tell that to the one who
tell that to yourself illustrate your grave disorder
walking holes into the floor tracking drags your fingers alligned along those locked wide open doors say it to yourself
no one's gonna do it for you so shouldn't you you've got it all blacklined in measured time a stencil mind unveils the sleeping motor dreaming on while your shoulders sink oh no wonder you sleep on edge like maybe
if they want me they can take me but they're gonna have to drag my feet from the drain.
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