hysterectomy hermit
hermetic hymns
This wrinkle in time, I can't give it no credit
I thought about my space and I really got me down
(got me down)
Got me so down, I got me a headache
My heart is crammed in my cranium and it still knows how to pound
I was counting the rings
And I fell into a sleep
I peeked to see if you were way back when
I was counting the trees
Until a day when there was one
I'd hoped beneath, asleep is where that you had been
Well, I found you
Maybe you can help me
And I can help you
dysmorphic, body images, isogonic imagination.
lines the lure.
baits and blame.
die, die, die my darling
don't utter a single word
die, die, die my darling
just shut your pretty mouth
i'll be seeing you again
i'll be seeing you in hell
don't cry to me oh baby
your future's in an oblong box,
yeah don't cry to me oh baby
should have seen it a-coming on
don't cry to me oh baby
i don't know it was in your power
don't cry to me oh baby
dead-end girl for a dead-end guy
don't cry to me oh baby
now your life drains on the floor
don't cry to me oh baby
die, die, die my darling
don't utter a single word die,
die, die my darling
don't cry to me oh baby
die, die, die my darling
die, die, die my darling
die, die, die my darling
die, die, die, die, die, die....
abiding affray,
gives way,
still,to still, to the still.