Grave With A View

I am allergic to my own tongue

Licking my wounds, end up in tears

I sweep my teeth in yellow spit

Rotting Christ before my eyes

In the mouth of the priest

Revenge for those who died

So what if I am fuckin' insane?

I'll fucking kill you anyway

My very heart blows

Out of my fucking chest

And the beams go wild

Against the brown, brown wall

I hope they give me

A grave with a view