Noxious We- by: unknown forgotten

This is the change
And the whistles of the cancerous childen
The spiders crawl on their faces
They can do nothing about it

Oh the thunderstorms drench our cold lives
With warm winds and night
Upsetting the nature of our depressing lives
Happiness, I say shall last no more

Tastless food and smoked cigars
A fresh of breath air
And all the citizens in their homes
Drowning from lack of experience and reality known

Well he cut my fingers off
And she bit my tongue
Now I'm burning up, I'm on fire
And hell's flames are scorching my toes

Beneath this paper thin skin
Is a soul longing for something more
Touch love sex emotion whole
Crazy deams that eat away the brain

She tasted something she did not like
Puked it up upon the tile floor
Soaked into the pourous grout
Stayed there forever and ever more