goreblog

Looked around for a car crash Pulled aside for a carcass instead We got out to take pictures It was bleeding from its mouth When I don't think you can hear me I can't speak, I can't breathe out I don't like where I'm sleeping But I don't think I can leave now We counted its ribs where most of the skin had withered away Some crushed by tires like the ones we drive on It can't be long since it was alive last and now it's not As you lean down and over Pinch your screen to look closer Abstract the form more and more It is itself, no longer For website censors rendered They would be none the wiser It is itself, no longer It is itself, no longer Play shock rock in the summer When the windows can come down Like to keep the car running When you park it in some town Smaller than where they kept you Am I someone you trust now? I know who you wish death to And we can work it out somehow Somehow I never asked you Your name or current address Somehow it doesn't matter Somehow I have no interest From workplace doxxing efforts Shielded by holy water We are ourselves, no longer We are ourselves, no longer