Broken Beak - Old Evil

Psychic House

hey cocaine mouth
i've been livin' in a psychic house
with all my dooms-dayin'
and getting carried away

i ditched the insects
all the gold and pomegranate
the dark-dark and the ocular dress
in the basement

there's nothing to it
being the pulp
waiting for the end to come

so give me meaning
please share your pulse
i'll let it hurt when it gets lost

hey old snake
shed your skin across the page
i can't think of anything
as you slither away

your pupils draw close to mine
i'm steppin' in a puddle of muddy eyes
and stay curled up under the ink
until it dries

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Writer(s): Beau Brynes
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