Third Alternative

My hands up to the maker, my head's down in the bomb

I swim in bloated vision, and i kiss you on the phone

My heart beats so atomic, and i spill the sweat of drones

A mouth screams to a hundred, and my lips split all alone



Sometimes i think this pig will just explode

Sometimes i hope this torture just goes on

Well i'll stuff myself in a pi of darkness

And i'll slam 'till i can't see home



Would you like to hope for eden, that i keep a steady hand

Do you want to milk the syrup of a thousand year old man

Shall we fuck each other's babies, let momentum do its best

Keep our shrieking little urges in our burned out little heads

Well i sense a slight recoil was it something that i said



Sometimes i think this pig will just explode

Sometimes i hope this torture just goes on

Well i'll stuff myself in a pi of darkness

And i'll slam 'till i can't see home

Dropping off the edge of nowhere

Everything i've ever known



This is what you asked for

Now this is what you'll get



Sometimes i think this pig will just explode

Sometimes i hope this torture just goes on

Well i'll stuff myself in a pi of darkness

And i'll slam 'till i can't see home

Dropping off the edge of nowhere

Everything i've ever known

I've ever known

I've ever known

I've ever known


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