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Husk II
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Jam Baxter
Featuring(s) : Rhi
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You sick wonder, my passenger You sick wonder, my passenger You sick wonder, my passenger Harder And I listen to your screams [Jam Baxter] He hobbled out the brothel with that greasy, grinning face of his Chasing chicks with snot stained dilapidated lips He used to marinade in bliss Now he marinates in piss With a urethra full of ether like a sacking of flailing fish Blackened flaming ribs hit that husk of a heart inside Wishes he could hide his face But can't construct the mask in time Just lacks imagination A double daggered, drug enamoured, unimpassioned Satan Meet the dehydrated victims of excessive salivation With sliced minds reduced to a disgusting slab of bacon Peel the rashers, take 'em (Forever) So we can eat them whole And watch the frost gleaming On their bleeding weather-beaten souls The pigeons watched him slither yard Sipping liquor Lager spilling Down his crippled, scarred and withered arms Saw his reddened hands and swiftly slit his palms Instinctively And sat to watch the beads of blood dripping calm There's a Buddhist monk, that never took a punch Guess he's got a pot of black pudding he can cook for lunch He ate himself to nothing as I yawned and brushed my teeth And gently prodded at these eyeballs that always stunk of sleep Damn (damn, damn, damn) That's a masochistic cannibal (yeah, yeah, yeah) That's a parasitic animal Shackled in his manacles, I watched from from my balcony like "Damn, this shit is magical..." You sick wonder, my passanger Staring in the mirror You sick won- [?] Some kind of [?], some kind of monster You sick wonder, my passenger Harder And I listen to your screams [Jam Baxter] This morning, to my horror, I observed my little finger Had developed two beleaguered eyes, blinking in the wind I bit them out a hundred times before the kettle boiled Drank my tea and softly stared at them like "What a pretty picture..." Twin fangs burst through the blister they'd been chewing To form the mouth that eventually sought to become my ruin f*cking screwing I fought as the nostrils formed And then the slobbers born again like some miniature storm brewing now It was a week before he could speak The chain smoke, the screaming, howling shriek in his sleep? And last month I began feeding the beast Man, he's a glutton for these pieces of meat Now tell me (tell me) How am I supposed to draw gash with a swollen, crimson bigot For a little finger screaming in a freezing winter blizzard They never teach you this at school, you little lizard And in time he chewed the flesh off every ear in which he whispered (munch) Reminds me of that creep, that I spied on from my balcony He walked from the trap house to the brothel and back, hourly He stared up and said: "I love the life you found for me I'm sick, I'm a starlet, I'm a marvel of modern alchemy" You sick wonder, my passenger You sick wonder, my passenger You sick wonder, my passenger Harder And I listen to your screams
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