This loneliness is so distracting I'm barely missing you at all
Will I survive the easter in this sloughy womb of noxious isolation no
I can feel the sabers now in my illusionary casket
Now your charming little virus is getting all your attention
As I drag my chair up to the window
To absorb some solar lashings
It's your saint's name day tomorrow
But last year's paper wasps they are not living Anymore Why should I be scorned like some catalyst for famines When it's me who's been Exiled in apartments
Oh must I always be chaos arpeggiating
Mountain city yellows I see them glitching through the floor
The minotaur of self abuse can't pick himself up anymore
Your last violent freak out was a eulogy to us
I was truly touched that you still cared enough to throw psychotic fits
And now I'm sparring with the no one the void The vacuum of conscience
As I mine the rust of my celebrity with snarls and mock laughter
I have the sense that you're wanting me to chase you
But what's the point We can't be together without starting a row
Why should I be scorned like some catalyst for famines When it's me who's been Exiled in apartments
Oh must I always be chaos arpeggiating
Why should I be scorned like some catalyst for famines When it's me who's been Exiled in apartments
Oh must I always be chaos arpeggiating We are be chaos arpeggiating
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