pariahcarrey - Lay Upon The Lotus

The luxe, it is the drugs, trick-shot
What makes you think i have a heart

Still, i think about it: charred
And, in that field

You asked if i could feel it healing...

I cannot feel a thing
But neurons fire and
There are spiders on my wings
And in my blood, go, hurry up
Bury me in mud up to my chin
That i might heal again...

Lay upon the lotus
Fester in the phlegm
These men of war will never "get it"
Oh, men of war will never "get it"

Get on with the imminence then...

You asked if i could feel it healing...

I cannot feel a thing
But neurons fire and
There are spiders on my wings
And in my blood, go, hurry up

Written by:
Riley Nix

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