Well Daisy Rips up the Earth

With the grass and the dirt

Can’t see how the plastic burns

When all of it is burnt

Pour the costumes on me

And crash the tragic debris

Now hold accountable the cyst

And what it infests in

This contradicts love

Well, it contradicts hate

It contradicts a world that doesn’t know it lives

My poor judgment of consciousness

Unbearable cowardess

Will keep opinions closed and wonder why I’ve stayed



Stayed here for so long

And I can’t decide

If I’m awake or not

It’s getting clearer every second



Well Daisy you are the war [one/whore=war]

I’ve got to find you before

I spill the pint of blood I’ve lost on your rotting cellar door

I push through the dust

I cut myself on the rust

I come apart at the seams on an exodus to us

Fast as fast as can be

Well, It’ll never catch me

It seems at times that solid walls have a transparency

My judgment is manifest

Reality changes

And a figure captures waves and slowly becomes



The blankest sight I’ve seen

And I wait for the light

To wake me from this dream



Sum of fears equates between the change of light

Light fucks my world and steals the blood of life

Try tasting all the shit of the fuck whores lies

Pouring acid down your throat, gouging out your eyes

Whine fuck that little pussy shit you haven’t tried mine

And understand that you’ll never understand this time

Trash, ash, rash, cardiac fuck I’m going to die

I’d find my place in hell but it’s too much like life, Oh



Don’t go so slow

Rain down and down



Well this is where it starts

I feel so insane

Locked in the past

As it whizzes by me

Passing by lights

That seem much brighter

And breathing in air

That seems so familiar

Where did I go?

I didn’t see you

What did I do?

You disappeared then

How long was I gone?

About two weeks and

What should I do?

Just shut up and kiss me



Daisy

You’re evil, evil, evil



Shadows from the cold sun

Irritate as they ricochet

and start in graphs

And end inside this maze

With haste and grace

This place becomes as evil as it tastes

You take the place of Lucifer

Marching the insects inside these gates

There’s not a trace

Of fortune in this waste

This place is plain

But there is a hint of

Placid colored rays

(I see the sweet appeal of all the time we’ve lost loving a force that we cannot trust)



Why can’t that time take us back

And change the words around



There is a sense of longing underground

We hear the sirens’ last attempt at prophylactic sound

It’s well endowed

But tragically this evil can’t be found



Why can’t we fit into a place that happens to have

Ten chance failed again

Nowhere to begin

This is the end

Or maybe just the opposite again

(I want to know that all this time made sense feeding a force that I can’t regret)



I can’t wait to show you what happens after the end…




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