Half past the unlucky, and there's a pebble in my shoe Rollercoaster stomach "You are soft", said Aural Glory Knee jerks, and she became a guillotine Decapitated pleasure, staring into another skull Coward, if I splice thyself, you should have it all Cleaning up remnants, laying on the softest hair A moving violation... And the body that grows stems walks towards me Rose peasant, your house is gone You're living in a black hole Tie a rope around the ankle of something you shouldn't let go But symptoms toe the line My personality is disturbing me Flushed cheeks, and here I am, left It's no fun to see the bleeding, to hear your clarifying clues Your face will come to me in a crowd Thy dark and earnest eyes Patience Patience Patience