Hyperventilation
 Watashi watashi watashi watashi watashi We can hide under here, and feel that we will be safe. We are hiding under here, feeling that we will be safe. We will die under here, but let us feel safe before we do. But it's too late...it's 'left' for me. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. A cold, cold metal ship sails across a pale river Streaming red ribbons behind it. It is raining overhead, pitter, patter. How lovely, red on white. She's the daughter of filth The Devil Incarnation of evil She's rotten (Grotesque!) That's why I must Kill (her for) joy Waaaa! Wake me up, wake me up from this nightmare Wake me up, wake me up from this nightmare Wake me up, wake me up from this nightmare Does it? |
