purgatory

[westlakethug]

slow to make it out
you never could have anyway
its long slow drive
to the shores of hell
youre a dirty boy
whos got too much to lose
and youre way to gone
to get back out of here
drain the blood from your ears
to hear the monkeys scream
submerge yourself in the sewer
and smell the good life baby
cuz its better here underground
where the sun isnt around
warmth cant touch my skin
it makes me feel alive
to be with the dead
youre right about one thing
poison is much better
drowning is messy
and always much wetter
you know i can see down the lane now
and its not the roads youd expect
scrap iron grows on trees
and the air is all but gone
down here away from the sun
you wont convince me im not right
cuz death is out of sight
drop what your doing and run
to the nearest oven
stick your face in
and feel that bbq lovin
cuz the rest of you
are dumb enough to live
good of you to disagree
cuz i wont forgive
id like to see your face
melt and hit the floor
cuz those warm supple cheeks
are such a bore
i want death and stench and rotten all around
cuz its much better here underground

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