Rip off philosophy - in disguise Composing DNA - using your eyes You won't ever find me You don't look inside of your body and soul
Recollecting memories - of stones and sticks So full of energy - break your ribs You won't ever me Scared to look up inside of your soul Just let me leave this town of you
I will drip out of your pores I will drip out to destroy Redesign and redefine Sucking on you badly wounded heart Such a novel, state of art