Something's terrorized my psyche to get even (Sub. Twin)
Lately you're the only human I believe in
I've tried to understand his logic but there's just no pattern there
Looks like sycophantic verses anywhere (???)
There's blood in my hair
I'm considered ugly from every angle
You're the only beauty I don't want to strangle
Can't you hear me crying out for guidance
yes we hear but we don't care
No sympathetic victims anywhere
There's blood in my hair
I wanna get all f***** up and tell you how I really feel
cos your favorite (vibrant?) blackness (augury?) is so unreal
And when I die, I want you to die too,
I'm not trying to stay in this or any dimension without you
Spin on this planet without you
I envy you cause you can believe in things like I never could
And I dose yourself into a coma over the b********** of our race
All the meth ought to send me into some ancient reptilian form like an agnostic trans-substanciation
I wonder what that is? use your imagination. Sorry. (sod it?)
The paranoia (?) has my psyche to get even
Lately you're the only dancer I believe in.
I would hunt (put?) you down with blood in my hair
No sympathetic voices anywhere
There's blood in my hair
Enter (anti?) human on a spin (spring?) from every angle
you're the only soldier I don't want to strangle
I can't see (it's?) our daughter is free (fate?), so don't expect us to cooperate
Anyway, it's five lives to late
There's blood in my hair
The heart (?) is a most obliging harbor
Or disillusion (this illusion) will these (?)
I hear shots, please stand by (don't buy), tears of confusion
will you meet the common end to your archship mission
No it isn't true
I don't believe in that kind of god but still I pray for you
We will produce frenzied (n***?) holocausts
We will commit acts of misery
We will recognize (weaponize?) silence, innocence (in a sense?)
and we will forget
Someone's terrorized my psyche to get even
Lately you're the only human I believe in.
I suffered from this death to find the kingdom race (rage?)
cherry (cherub?) corpses in the vapor
martyrs wrapped in in butcher paper
Uninformed (in the for of a monster?) monster professed to remain (possessed your name?)
you're the only dancer I don't want to strangle
Can't you hear me crying out for guidance
yes we hear but we don't care
No sympathetic voices anywhere
There's blood in my hair
I saw you laughing but tomorrow you'll say you were there (?)
you looked at me in disgust, girl, (but?) why should I care?
There's blood in my hair.
f***.
Lately you're the only human I believe in
I've tried to understand his logic but there's just no pattern there
Looks like sycophantic verses anywhere (???)
There's blood in my hair
I'm considered ugly from every angle
You're the only beauty I don't want to strangle
Can't you hear me crying out for guidance
yes we hear but we don't care
No sympathetic victims anywhere
There's blood in my hair
I wanna get all f***** up and tell you how I really feel
cos your favorite (vibrant?) blackness (augury?) is so unreal
And when I die, I want you to die too,
I'm not trying to stay in this or any dimension without you
Spin on this planet without you
I envy you cause you can believe in things like I never could
And I dose yourself into a coma over the b********** of our race
All the meth ought to send me into some ancient reptilian form like an agnostic trans-substanciation
I wonder what that is? use your imagination. Sorry. (sod it?)
The paranoia (?) has my psyche to get even
Lately you're the only dancer I believe in.
I would hunt (put?) you down with blood in my hair
No sympathetic voices anywhere
There's blood in my hair
Enter (anti?) human on a spin (spring?) from every angle
you're the only soldier I don't want to strangle
I can't see (it's?) our daughter is free (fate?), so don't expect us to cooperate
Anyway, it's five lives to late
There's blood in my hair
The heart (?) is a most obliging harbor
Or disillusion (this illusion) will these (?)
I hear shots, please stand by (don't buy), tears of confusion
will you meet the common end to your archship mission
No it isn't true
I don't believe in that kind of god but still I pray for you
We will produce frenzied (n***?) holocausts
We will commit acts of misery
We will recognize (weaponize?) silence, innocence (in a sense?)
and we will forget
Someone's terrorized my psyche to get even
Lately you're the only human I believe in.
I suffered from this death to find the kingdom race (rage?)
cherry (cherub?) corpses in the vapor
martyrs wrapped in in butcher paper
Uninformed (in the for of a monster?) monster professed to remain (possessed your name?)
you're the only dancer I don't want to strangle
Can't you hear me crying out for guidance
yes we hear but we don't care
No sympathetic voices anywhere
There's blood in my hair
I saw you laughing but tomorrow you'll say you were there (?)
you looked at me in disgust, girl, (but?) why should I care?
There's blood in my hair.
f***.