snakeshead

The days drag into years
Pulling my fears behind
You keep in touch with your ears
It makes you feel divine

And I’ve read all this before
Line after bloody line
And already I see more
I like to set my own mines

So do you see where I’m getting at
Do you see your Dasein still
Can you see how I relate to that
The green and pleasant hills

And its still all gone on before
Yet still shocks people dumb
Treat life like you treat your whore
No need to hang when your done