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Lyrics:
Dr. Seuss is dead
We await... life
Dr. Seuss is dead
A cloud of flies obscure the sun
A stone is dropped
The dream undone
Ripples grow and ride the tide
The dead thing crawls from deep inside
With it's dying
Sour breath
The burning smell of insect flesh
It digs it's claws into my spine
A blackness of my mind's design
We are the dead next door
My mind's design
Where the dirty needles shine and litter the floor
My mind's design
Taste the light, inject the lord
My mind's design
I cut my self again because I'm so fucking bored
My mind's design
We are the dead next door
My mind's design
Where the dirty needles shine and litter the floor
My mind's design
Taste the light, inject the lord
My mind's design
I cut my self again because I'm so fucking bored
Motherfucker!
We await...life
Dr. Seuss is dead
The dream is swirling, I'm alone
Where the streets are paved with bone
Buildings with a hundred eyes
Watch me through the swarming flies
Behind shade pulled down tight
Things are growing without light
Hungry things in circles crowd
Around t.v.'s turned up too loud
We are the dead next door
It's up to loud
Where the dirty needles shine and litter the floor
It's up to loud
Taste the light, inject the lord
It's up to loud
I cut my self again because I'm so fucking bored
It's too fucking loud
We are the dead next door
It's too fucking loud
Where the dirty needles shine and litter the floor
It's too fucking loud
Taste the light, inject the lord
It's too fucking loud
I cut my self again because I'm so fucking bored
Motherfucker!
The dream sea has been poisoned
The funeral rites are read, motherfucker
Innocence suffocated in it's sleep
Dr. Seuss is dead, dead
The dream sea has been poisoned
The funeral rites are read, motherfucker
Innocence suffocated in it's sleep
Dr. Seuss is dead
Motherfucker, you're dead
Dead
Dead
Dead
Dead
He's fucking dead
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