Sorrow breeds
Like a f*cking cockroach
Forcible curvature
Of a blood-soaked phallus
Cue... cries
Don't stop, everything is f*cking fine
Wear it!
Wear it on your forehead
Wear it on your clothes
Wear it on your billboards
But don't let them know!
Guise of sorrow
Please get me out of this intricate hellhole
Honey on my tulip
A sullen frown!
Frown!
Because I had you wrapped around my middle thing
Character silent, blowing
Wings un-showing
I died before time
I died because you died!