Infinite Suck

The word love is nothing like the word confetti,

you can't just throw it around in the air like that for fun

For fun, Are you sad, now I can hardly tell

If you're being tortured momentarily you're most likely searching for a new

hell

Drippin' wet with something savory I,

insert a token of salutation for you to remember me by

The experiments have no names

And surely no purposes

You can call it a tradition

But they don't really sting that bad now anyhow

Get back on that icy extermination table,

after all, It's only your first audition,

it's only your first audition!

Man I can't wait to see the failing premiere

Chats with Japura are not what they really appear,

Showed her photos of herself

The river formed a slightly, deformed crest

She told me living is just a placement exam, to find the best

Rearrange their legs, anxious florists He is a glacier

Camellia's a fault line. Small white ivories gash her knuckle,

struggling against their bodies and mine.

You want them to all know your name, You tell me when

The cameras still rolling and there's ten hungry waiting men