dr. seuss is dead
Singer:acid bath
a cloud of flies obscure the sun
ripples grow and ride the tide
the dead things crawl from deep inside
the burning smell of insect flesh
hungry things in circles crowd
around t.v.'s turned up too loud
we are the dead next door
where the dirty needles shine and litter the floor
i cut my self again because i'm so fucking bored
we are the dead next door
where the dirty needles shine and litter the floor
i cut my self again because i'm so fucking bored
where the streets are paved with bone
buildings with a hundred eyes
watch me through the swarming flies
behind shade pulled down tight
things are growing without light
hungry things in circles crowd
around t.v.'s turned up too loud
we are the dead next door
where the dirty needles shine and litter the floor
i cut my self again because i'm so fucking bored
we are the dead next door
where the dirty needles shine and litter the floor
i cut my self again because i'm so fucking bored
the dream sea has been poisoned
innocence sufficated in it's sleep
the dream sea has been poisoned
innocence sufficated in it's sleep