The Locust: Alas, Here Come The Hypochondriacs To Wait With You In The Lobby Song Lyrics

Alas, Here Come The Hypochondriacs To Wait With You In The Lobby


Drained blood from your own spine in a trophy
Dead skin cells drip charity crumbs
Biting the hand that feeds,
Deemed an unhealthy meal
When slipping on someone else's elbow grease,
Gurgling devices loose their appetite
Mirages seem to commission blame,
While pointing the finger cracks the mirror







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