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These Arms Are Snakes
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Textes et Paroles de Mescaline Eyes



Conceptive city soon to contract and birth a child of it's own rats.
And I was waiting. I've been waiting long enough to eat this town.
What was found on the wall was writtren by a third grader and read "I was found like molten rats in your city unkept. In your city I wept."
Now this takes us to well groomed children cross legged groping at braille trying to read their creator's name.
In fevor and panic wanting to go home in the mini van and good smells.
In tamdem with mom, tranquilized in defense.
All your mothers and fathers, sisters and brothers head for the hills overlooking building of bank's and telephone's operations.
It was then they saw the born purpose.
To eat the sweeping of its forefather's thoughtfullness.
To eat the bygones unwanted.
To spread disease in sects of three.
1-2-3.
All in all there's nothing for your heirs.
Streets leaked with sewage for the mind.
I was waiting long enough to take this town.

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