Death Comes in Sticky Wrapper

[neutralgood]

ring around the rosie/pocket full of posies/ashes, ashes, I'm burnin down

you ever feel so full of energy your gonna crumble like if you dont do something with yourself your go freakin off somewhere and burn something down well i have and it all results from one thing thats bane to sanity and i cant stop talking about it because i have to warn you all before it takes your soul theres a thing oh my god its coming and its after all of us and make it stop please
the heart beats
da-dum
pulling at you
da-dum
racing ahead and you cant stop to think about it but why oh lord save us do the demons keep riding you all the time when it comes.

if ever you have feared the powers of the darkened skies,
look deep within your soul, my friend, for it is where i lie.
my taste is sour and bites your mind
the buttered popcorn dum-dum, youll wish you did never find.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

*beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep*

"Why is he dead, doctor? oh.... there's something in his pocket....
a sucker wrapper.......hrm....SICK! I'll have to try this sometime..."

and thus the cycle repeats........