Big Shadows

My skin is breaking out in boils
Sick red it's breaking out in sores
The last layer peeling from the bone
Ripe with the smell of gangrene

I want to live in you sweat and enamel
For once I'd finally grow strong
Heart pounding the street
Your eyes dagger sharp
Wind up shoulders hunched
My eyes swollen shut

Just keep working
from every angle
Until it looks natural
Let's wrap up early
Make everyone happy
Time to get back to pleasing
The masses
Home for the holidays
A collection of memories
The best exposition
Laid out for you

Take a look
No it's not you
For the record return to
In the year of decline
In the year of perfect health

Forward motion
Around every corner
Jammed under every fingernail
In the year of decline
The year of perfect health



Credits
Writer(s): Hungry Vladimir
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