Catchyarye
Shaking shivers off my legs
ghostly rivers and water graves
decafinate my feelings like
im burning daymares into night
sugar forms fruit flies
this art was built from catchyarye
and you'll never hear them
and i wont be a victim
number one
i will not be your victim
i twist more than celphane
i make like dumb when im ashamed
i live for histories and yesterdays
yesterdays
double talk your dirty face
trade you for one simple taste
conform to your desigmy mind fluxing overtimes
sticking needles in my eye
this art was built from frozen cries
youll never heal them
and i wont be your victim
number one
i will not be your vitim