because when you talk about crushing plums
I'm imagining a zombie mother chewing on eyes
corneas stuck in the teeth
clouds moons razor blades release grease
jelly down chins expose despise
war of spies mental bent orthodontics
tear retinas replaced with shorthand visual phonics
so far past the prince of air I'm supersonic
the boom in the tombs ecstasy of recognition chronic culls
brain cancer from skulls from womb to doom astonish gulls
and bouys this sickness of washed up on the beach of dulls
ex soap opera life hollywood get ya script then the sniper camera's on it
chorus of the damned the planned the demographics tactically bar-code scanned
admonish the eye god mainline tube through you laugh tracks truman show horizons false tans
beaches in igloos of blessed tech choose among a few ways to lose
god bless our ship of cruise, old kubernetes fighting waves of cybernetics
we trained mother nature so well she's an old maid and anorexic
pump chemicals, laxatives and diuretics, graph rape on a spreadsheet
as you approach to the chamber text it discreet
language woman i still love you, i'm going to el dorado, i sweep street
dive like gilgamesh takin tests like i'm holdin up a whole swap meet