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Tuesday, April 6, 2004


numbed sore
The current mood of dilapoid at www.imood.com
numbed sore
this is
killing me
slowly killing me

death-bringer,
he don’t wear black
death-bringer,
he don’t bring it back

this isn’t the
same old
time i knew

this isn’t
the same old
place i knew

what’s happened
hey, what’s happened?
can you tell me?
can you
tell
me?

the emptiness,
the looking in
find it--claim it
own it.
how empty a heart
is that’s full
in the world .

how empty
a heart is
in this world.

this is
killing me
slowly
killing me
i feel i will die
on my own.

don’t need this
anymore
don’t need this
anymore.

numbed sore
i’m

numbed sore
i’m

nu
mb
ed
sore

i’m
i am
i’m
i’m numbed sore

and this--this is
slowly killing me,

i am a cannibal.
i’m a

i am a cannibal
i’m a

i eat myself.
shove it in me
shove it down me
feel it in me

feasting was
feasting was so
feasting was so good
this evening

feasting is
feasting is what
feasting is what i do
each day

i’m a pig
you’re a lamb
let’s make friction.
i’ll be fiction
it’ll beggar belief
beggar belief
it’ll

it will beggar belief

oh
how
my bones

oh
how
my bones
how i
get closer
to them
i can
taste them.

the muscle’s almost gone
the brain cells’re dead.
i’m braindead
lack of brawn.
i’m still
going on.

wanna stop me?
stop me in a red light?

you better stop me in a red light.

you’re a lamb
i’m a
i am a pig
you’re a
you are a lamb
let’s make friction
let’s do what we’re meant to
do here.

i’m your slave
i’m a
i am a slave
you’re a slave
i am your slave
you are my slave

we bend each other
we eat each other

it’s still all about me
it’s still
all
about
me.

i’m a cannibal.
my own flesh tastes
to my mouth’s
rough ends
and my teeth
puncture
the
skin.

kiss the lips
say goodbye
we’ll eat our hearts
we’ll dine.

and it’s all about me
and to you it’s all about you

too bad you’re not real
fake plastic sheets
cover you whole.

you’ll get ate one day
don’t you know
you’ll get ate one day

don’t need this
anymore
don’t see it
anymore
don’t have it
anymore

I’m circling
The Flies
Buzzing
Around my
Head
And I’m
grasping,
holding,
clenching,
fighting, folding, bloating,
bending, rending, tearing.

I’m a planet
of capillaries
bones, mallow,
tendons, muscles,
I’m a planet

I’m not habitable

i’m
i’m not
i am not
i’m not
i am not habitable

the conditions are too harsh
too harsh--they’re too
harsh too
harsh.

alien you’ve come
alien you’ve come
come on, come on in.
come
come in.

let’s fill the serenity
of nothing
with the serenity
of chasms.

build them deep
till they hit
the heart
till it bursts.

the single movement
of the heart’s beat
is the single movement
of each and every one
that’s come before.
we’re no different.

we’re such whores,
my sheep--such whores.

habitat me.
we’ll grow
our own
field
of

field
of
sores.

of so
res.
of sores.
sores of
sores of
sores of
sores.

of sores.

and me
me, i’m
me i’m
me i am
i am a
cannibal

i am eating
myself
whole.

you can hear
the skin
tearing,
the bones
crunching.

this is beautiful
i am creating
a scaremonger
scaremonger scarecrow
visceral me
i am
i’m creating a scaremonger scarecrow
of me.
i’m
i am killing myself

i blame it on Them.
i blame it on
i blame it on Them.
Them Them
Them i blame it on
Them.

there is nothing anymore.
They took it away.

i am
i’m
i am i’m
numb
ed
sore

numb
ed
sore.

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