Crummy Dream
Red and yellow tentacles to avoid
A verse in a hearse being destroyed
Stuffing that gauge right down my throat
My girl has turned into a goat
I gave you a secret you didn’t keep
Come on honey let’s go to sleep
Pointed Finger
The finger of accusation
From the fist of persuasion
A fingertip between my eyes
Knew I shoudn’t have told those lies
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