unacceptable face ofThe docile and the goodThat crawls into

the holes at onceAre comin' alive, set freeOut of

turn nasty now, the dusts of HellA pillar of

like I've fallen out of bedFrom a long and vivid

mongrel cat came homeHolding half a headProceeded to show

is just a nightmareSoon I'm gonna wake upSomeone's gonna

know what you're thinkingBut I'm not your propertyNo matter

are barn doorsAnd there are revolving doorsDoors in the

jumped in the river and what did I see?Black-eyed angels

morning bellThe morning bellLight another candle meRelease

of four she wanted moreShe wanted everythingShe wanted the

get home from work and you're still standingIn your

do notUnderstandWhat it isI've done wrongFull of holesCheck for

a little child running 'round this houseAnd he never

is what you getThis is what you getWhen you mess

again, I'm in trouble with my only friendShe

The world is turningI hope it don't turn awayThe world is

are buzzing 'round my headVultures circling the deadPicking up

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I've fallen out of bed from a long and vivid