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

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