Bazaar

There's something about you I got to understand There's something inside you I got to have There's something inside you That spawned me There's something I'm trying to see I want you to open up and bleed I rummage through your fiber Like old ladies at a church bazaar Keeping everything to myself Disappeared is I got Is this all there is to you? I could see this In some big octopus God, I hope there's more to me then I see inside you God, I hope there's more to me Now I gotta take a look I taste my brain in the back of my mouth My curiosity told me to kill the cat Remnants of you slip through my hands Like so many, so many grains of sand My slowly drift inward I feel them turn on myself My slowly drift inward Turning on myself Also appears on Another Pyrrhic Vitory compilation