Me & My Blasphemy
by Some Girls· from The DNA Will Have It's Say
It is very true,
part of my skeleton is stained black and blue.
A decline in health;
irreconcilable differences with myself.
A flock of crows circling my head.
They used to come and go.
Now they shriek, "Dead, dead, dead..."
Come apart at the seams.
Come part the seas.
Come party with me in a deathbed left for dead.
You don't think about the future when you are this fucked in the head.