craw (band) - botulism, cholera + tarik lyrics
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somehow there’s this old man, all hair and nails, making all this racket, that i decipher in a clear globe that i spy inside my mattress. glass monkey’s so afraid. he bashes to and fro. he bloodies his nose and he quits
a sudden pounding on my bedroom door redirects my last eye. a repairman reaches into the mattress, screws in a new old man, saying, “they have a tendency to burn out after a while.”
i freak for a second, and then i am fine
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