root canal years - puppeted surrealism lyrics
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walk through the street
it’s a terrible sight
haven’t showered in weeks
it’s a racketed blight
fallen through the floor
i’m a puppet on strings
open up the door
i can still hear their screams
they are holiday
they know something great
they want to procreate
they want open gates
they think you can wait
they are not your mate
they’re on the interstate
they can’t control your fate
shamble down the road
with blood on your face
your date didn’t show
so you’re running late
stabbed by the knife
it pulls at your skin ruining your life
it’ll never begin
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