I think I finally understand

The way a broken arm can hate the hand

The way a farmer hates his crop

The way a lawyer hates the honest cop

The smell of chamomile

beneath my sickle blade

will not comfort the cancer-stricken

or provide some common shade

I finally woke up at the drop

and told the driver that he had to stop

and then he dropped onto his knees

you know these actors always die in threes

the summer dialog

translated by a hack

it gives me chills when

she pays the bills and

she still has time to surprise-attack

come out come out come out and say it

why can't you come out and say it

come out come out come out and say it

why can't you come out and say it

ahhhh....

the look of camouflage

on the ones who beg

the decider says I'm a fighter

but I can't feel

my ****ing/missing legs (depends on version)

ah la la la la la la la.....

ah la la la la la la la la la.....

come out come out come out and say it

why can't you come out and say it

come out come out come out and say it

why can't you come out and say it

come out come out come ou