PUPPYBREATH - OBITUARY
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You're living in a freezer box
Containing heads of passive minors
Cracking skulls to fill with gold
But all you had on hand was concrete
Slop to structure fused my thinking
Part of the ship, part of the crew
Shaving the edge, running me through
Made to become a piece of you
When you then bolt it in with screws
I see the pictures snapped of you
I hear your voice inside my voice
My youngest memories abused
Survived the trauma, had no choice
Abort the plan, it won't pan out to pass into the pasture
Where I sit dеvoid of pain and ponder
Why I couldn't talk without the ringing of his judgment
Humblе but I'm self destructive
Suckle water from the bottle to run back upon the wheel
I'm cauterizing all the cuts to seal the venom running through my capillaries
My bones buried in the yard
Are shallow prizes for the wolves that dig to find a scrap
Upon the creaking wood I sat
Until the gnats flew in my eyelids
Never taught to run for cover
But my net was never under
Its revoked for truly living
Then I'll die for nothing to me
Wrapped in the back, a shell of what was
Fingernails bloody from digging through the mud
The sky weeps down on two dead souls
One in the bed and the other on patrol
Feeding off the tender body but we are identical
Tearing through the melting skin, looking for the spinal cord
Boarding in the cabin of a plane
Something good is gonna happen
If I say that it could happen
But my life was in your clutches
With my story on a napkin
Its disposable to what you thought
Could ever matter, it's all rot
The cookie cutter chemistry that you uplift is killing me
You couldn't take a faggot so you had to show me you're a faggot
Shame upon my shoulders brought upon my head just like a mallet
Talking with your fists couldn't repress that you just hate yourself
A well constructed bot that only knows how to destroy the weaker
Bitch you could soon meet your maker then to taste your own true flavor
You're so bitter, salt like capers
Never learned to not be catered
Raging fuckboy hunting children
Though you bred your own abusive play toy
If I were ever in her shoes
I'd hang myself with my own cord
The freshest life is prime for the obituary post
I couldn't hold her close to keep the evil from her every day encounters
As I watch my DNA soon to be raised into the slaughter
The one who held my finger on the trigger is rewarded for his efforts
But I'm only held as different so I'm labeled as obtrusive
Wrapped in the back, a shell of what was
Fingernails bloody from digging through the mud
The sky weeps down on two dead souls
One in the bed and the other on patrol
Feeding off the tender body but we are identical
Tearing through the melting skin, looking for the spinal cord
Containing heads of passive minors
Cracking skulls to fill with gold
But all you had on hand was concrete
Slop to structure fused my thinking
Part of the ship, part of the crew
Shaving the edge, running me through
Made to become a piece of you
When you then bolt it in with screws
I see the pictures snapped of you
I hear your voice inside my voice
My youngest memories abused
Survived the trauma, had no choice
Abort the plan, it won't pan out to pass into the pasture
Where I sit dеvoid of pain and ponder
Why I couldn't talk without the ringing of his judgment
Humblе but I'm self destructive
Suckle water from the bottle to run back upon the wheel
I'm cauterizing all the cuts to seal the venom running through my capillaries
My bones buried in the yard
Are shallow prizes for the wolves that dig to find a scrap
Upon the creaking wood I sat
Until the gnats flew in my eyelids
Never taught to run for cover
But my net was never under
Its revoked for truly living
Then I'll die for nothing to me
Wrapped in the back, a shell of what was
Fingernails bloody from digging through the mud
The sky weeps down on two dead souls
One in the bed and the other on patrol
Feeding off the tender body but we are identical
Tearing through the melting skin, looking for the spinal cord
Boarding in the cabin of a plane
Something good is gonna happen
If I say that it could happen
But my life was in your clutches
With my story on a napkin
Its disposable to what you thought
Could ever matter, it's all rot
The cookie cutter chemistry that you uplift is killing me
You couldn't take a faggot so you had to show me you're a faggot
Shame upon my shoulders brought upon my head just like a mallet
Talking with your fists couldn't repress that you just hate yourself
A well constructed bot that only knows how to destroy the weaker
Bitch you could soon meet your maker then to taste your own true flavor
You're so bitter, salt like capers
Never learned to not be catered
Raging fuckboy hunting children
Though you bred your own abusive play toy
If I were ever in her shoes
I'd hang myself with my own cord
The freshest life is prime for the obituary post
I couldn't hold her close to keep the evil from her every day encounters
As I watch my DNA soon to be raised into the slaughter
The one who held my finger on the trigger is rewarded for his efforts
But I'm only held as different so I'm labeled as obtrusive
Wrapped in the back, a shell of what was
Fingernails bloody from digging through the mud
The sky weeps down on two dead souls
One in the bed and the other on patrol
Feeding off the tender body but we are identical
Tearing through the melting skin, looking for the spinal cord
