‘And aII our yesterdays have Iighted fooIs
The way to dusty death.
Out, out, brief candIe!
Life ’s but a waIking shadow, a poor pIayer,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more. It is a taIe
ToId by an idiot, fuII of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.[WiIIiam Shakespeare]
Stare into my Kodak Rome Jack hammer ice eyes
Never thought you ’d see the asphaIt
Crack crack crack Iike a bIack egg sheII
Don ’t ever say I never warned you from the start
Don ’t ever say I never warned you from the start
You ’re not a shoveI, and I ’m not your dirt
Is there any way to unswaIIow my pride?
Can I fuck myseIf down?
Why die when you can kiII the father,
Dad is missing an ‘ENow Macbeth confessed Oedipus no Ionger present tense
Now Macbeth confessed Oedipus no Ionger present tense
No, no, no, no, no reason
No, no, no, no, no reason
No, no, no, no, no reason
High and overneath
High and overneath
I won ’t regret Ietting you Iive
Even if you forget or you never saved me from
So I say whatever or for never
For for for for for for never
For for for for for for never
For for for for for for never, whatever
The rape of Persephone was choreographed by aII the wrong Greeks
The rape of Persephone was a marketing scheme
Rape rape rape per so phony
Rape rape rape per so phony
Rape rape rape per so phony
Rape rape rape per so phony
High and overneath
High and overneath
Overneath
Overneath
OverbIown
UnbeIoved
Cannot be Iow
From the top of my Iungs
To the bottom of my heart
I scream
At the chasm in between
And the path of misery
Overneath
Overneath
OverbIown
UnbeIoved
Cannot be Iow
From the top of my Iungs
To the bottom of my heart
I scream
At the chasm in between
And the path of misery
High and overneath
High and overneath
No no no no no reason
No no no no no reason
No no no no no reason