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i know i know i know it's over
upon the platform inside the slaughter house
just a slip away from ***
oooooooooover
in the night a mystery should unfold
where i wish for waking up unaware
but it's not unclear at all
underlined in red on your jacket sleeve
were the curse blank as a toothache
but it's not unclear at all
I know
i know i know i know it's over
your final descent ick ick ick ick ick
mixing pills and gas with ***
on the plane ooooover
folded up the last year of your life
every play you tried to write in school
venice is the right place to kill yourself
like a cricket blob in the cactus club
pass away and chirping in my ear