beauty will destroy your mind
spare the gory details
give them gift wrapped for the man
with everything

though i lived a lonely life
i was confused
a butcher
i feel nothing

as it curses up my arms
the position of the worms
up, up through my heart
into my brain

i am a big slab
a basic combination
cut out chopped liver on the block
my heart still pumping

my heart still pumping

here’s a worrier, worrier
here’s a little bitch
coming out of him
here’s a worrier, worrier
here’s a little bitch
coming out of him

coming out of him