Schizopolis
(Indisponível)
shreds of flesh
are hanged along the sky
I've got some skin
of yours under my nails
waiting for
the sun to rise again
cautiously
I'm chewing your eyeballs
your-eye-balls-in-my-mouth
maybe I'm a monster
but I need better
I could be a monster
but I need better
you're...
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