Wednesday, December 29, 2010

I am a sloth like phoenix slowly rising/Auto erotic asphyxiation morning

I am a sloth like phoenix slowly rising
From the depths of despair I crawl out slightly
I have a winter home at rock bottom
Seasonal affective disorder's darling
Santa Claus repels out of the copter to the front line
Into the fox hole
illusion of control
leather belt a noose not this time

Auto erotic asphyxiation morning
Rise and shine my soul is swine
The lepers are lonely
I mortgage my shrine the payments are fine
Taken away are the only
Things that matter to a victim complex Mad hatter
Woe is me but it always gets better

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