Crack-pot Catatonia

Jul 13, 2009 19:23

Streetwalking sluts with a mind to kill
Programmed by the government to have no will
Spreads her legs and caresses her thighs
Just before she eats his eyes
Drinking from the piss-stained floor
Turning on the filthy whore
Stars and planets have no meaning
Not when he's hanging from the ceiling
He'll eat her out from head to toe
It was good, for all he knows
Blood on his face, change his name
Put him in his place, his new claim to fame
Pimp out the androids and fuck with the stars
Eat nothing but rotted cheese and caviar
Delete all the files and erase all delusion
Just another victim of a bloodless transfusion.

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