i'll spread me open
stick to my ribs
are all yr infants
in abortion cribs?
you  run like roaches
you try to die
i know yr poison
in a space we'll hide
to an obscene god
we will dance and spit
the skin is thin
in a place we sit
take off our rings and
ween him
our scabbed knees are
so slow to heal
 

cut a lil key hole fr looking glass ppl
i don't wanna see what i'm never gonna be now
mommy's got a scare crow gotta let the corn grow
man can't always reap what he sow.

cut cut cut in yr mind mind mind
i'll be yr devil if you admit yr mine

leave yrslef to be ultra-here
the gem of bodies always crawlin near
spiders in the mouth
never know yr smell
fathers know yr secrets they will never tell

cut cut cut in yr mind mind mind
i'll be yr devil if you admit yr mine

Written by brian w.  used without permission, please don't sue, i'll take it off if you want.