Dr. seuss is dead

We await life

Dr. seuss is dead



A cloud of flies obscure the sun

A stone is dropped the dream undone

Ripples grow and ride the tide

The dead things crawl from deep inside



With its dying, sour breath

The burning smell of insect flesh

Hungry things in circles crowd

Around tv's turned up too loud



(Go) We are the dead next door

(It's up too loud) Where the dirty needles shine and litter the floor

(It's up too loud) Taste the light, inject the lord

(It's up too loud) I cut myself again because I'm so fuckin' bored

(It's too fuckin' loud) We are the dead next door

(It's too fuckin' loud) Where the dirty needles shine and litter the floor

(It's too fuckin' loud) Taste the light, inject the lord

(It's too fuckin' loud) I cut myself again because I'm so fuckin' bored

Motherfucker!



We await life

Dr. seuss is dead



The dream is swirling, I'm alone

Where the streets are paved with bone

Buildings with a hundred eyes

Watch me through the swarming flies



Behind shades pulled down tight

Things are growing without light

Hungry things in circles crowd

Around tv's turned up too loud



(Go) We are the dead next door

(It's up too loud) Where the dirty needles shine and litter the floor

(It's up too loud) Taste the light, inject the lord

(It's up too loud) I cut myself again because I'm so fuckin' bored

(It's too fuckin' loud) We are the dead next door

(It's too fuckin' loud) Where the dirty needles shine and litter the floor

(It's too fuckin' loud) Taste the light, inject the lord

(It's too fuckin' loud) I cut myself again because I'm so fuckin' bored

Moth