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Numbers on the Wall by Honey Claws on Honey Claws album

Grip the yarn crude knit the cadmium
Into a tiger shirt
Spliced a disguise covered my hide
As a pacifist passionate jerk
W/ all the disease in the world today
Its better to fuck ten years from now
I’m up for solitary confinement
Can’t seem to deny it

Numbers on the wall count them off fire

Tentacle burst rib disperse
Into the ashy grave above
Dead star turned to weapon last night
Ate light and love
Gongs in the passing stage
Limbo laughed at the soul unsaved
Head still wringing all wring feeling
Must have left to soon for the building
Of doom and death and demise

Helicopter life stopper call the doctor
There’s a chance he might bleed air if she pauses
Moses part flocks of vultures
Jonathan seagull heartbeat composure
Native apparently screaming insanity
Lavaless bursts of noise whole family

Nasty gashes great white cartilage
Ex-hope floats facedown in garbage bins
I want to swallow an ocean
Walk through a major city and puncture
Like faucets in god’s house
Purge the illusion of getting out without
Body harm monsoon coming
Children scream triggering panic and religion
One hand reach high followed by another which multipliessss
Billions of limbs resembling cilia
Earth is a nostril sniffing affiliates whole

Oinks under streetlight suffer the karma flies
Spread spread nothing but a fucking lie
Possessed Indian giver bleed curses
Chief of matter separate with a blunt axe
Elysium trees and fantasy bees
Sting
I walk away unscathed I do what I love to do
Crashing you waving symbol of obedience

©2008 Von Letscher, Hatch, Senior, Sahs / Tierra Music Publishing