Play your games with my limp joints

idolize it's wet paper skin

listen to the cast preach your life

and infest you with disease

dress me up with a three piece tourniquet

fuck and get under the scabs

never trust what you cannot kill

and pretend that she respects you

pursuit of liberty

drags you all across this country

this cunt bleeding

delivered me

the cord it stretches

taught and only so far

before it snaps back

giving us relief

it's just a matter of time

it's just a matter of time

before you fall down

and hurt yourself

far from home

with no one's help

we will be waiting

but his eyes can't see the madness

so she can keep the rule

formulate what will be that thing that makes me laugh

your next manipulation

of the all too friendless

always seen and never noticed

dipping my feet in pools of you

FUCK YOU

make my face only how you like it

why can't you smell it hide

wreck her pussy with your fist

she'll be your minister

violate my stiff limp body

only to taste my glass bloodline

shove it all behind my back

cauterize my open wound

I never needed to leave

to find out what makes me tick

I arrived by default

my arms three grand long

but not elastic enough

to care for insects

just beyond my reach

its just a matter of time

its just a matter of time

before I pick you up

and dust you off

kiss the eyes

that make me rough

I will be waiting

I walked beside myself

but nothing ever changed

and now I walk away

so you can take the blame

clinical distortion

affects the bachelor

I still can't find