love is a smorgasbord of shit to snort.
maybe that's the reason i can't stop sneezing.
go sacrifice yourself under someone else's red moon.
before soon you'll be consumed by the gloom.
i wake up as a tiger without an appetite.
so why should these fangs bite?
you are a fountain with no coins.
you create and crumble up so effortlessly.
its driving me crazy.