Screaming Females
Mothership
you have found the monsters that make us wonderwho has human skin?the mistakes bornmake you so very happyin a dog pile of great meni tried my bestto make it homeand your servicesi'll cut them offpull me out of the stairsoh, the truthyou have found the monsters that live insidethose dust balloons on marsnever mind the boring fortunate fathersprocessed in the morguesbased in different houses that a ran a roadbetween yours and mindfeigning smiles in the vast echo of spaceand biding all our time
From Letras Mania