Lyrics Plan #1 - MotorPsycho

Plan #1

He held her down
Zero is the center of the universe
Purple alfalfa vetch
Small pubescent hairs, sloughed off
How can a man be a man when he can’t what he can?
Wheel of life, rock of Sisaphis
The Open body of a woman
At the climax of organism there is a shudder — mostly felt in
The stomach — almost identical, but less intense than shudder
Experienced at the moment of death
Queen bitch, slut child
I know you so well
You gave it all away, sister-
You gave it all away
But I know your eyes
You’re just like me
You’re just like me
You’re just like me
You’re just like me
Sick, filthy, naked and abused
I’ve seen you all before
'Cause you gave it all away
You raped your own pride
You put too much slack on your live wire
Saw too many thrills that killed your desire
Too many nights that paled your complexion
And made you a nigga in their conception of life
Just like me
You’re just like me
You’re just like me
See that creep
Couldn’t you just smash his face?
Still don’t understand
What he’s doing in this place
I know I didn’t
When I was him
When I was him
You’re just like me
You’re just like me
You’re just like me
Party til she’s cute a young man’s t-shirt reads
Infinity likewise is a verb
Small stones begin to rise and float on the water
What strange snake is this that can be sick with fever
Are not snakes cold blooded creatures?
Like a crowbar in the vagina, ripping to pry loose the pelvis
Thus are structure and form now wed
In a small cottage, just outside of town
A dark and narrow gravel lane
So overgrown the leaves
Touch a passing car with smoke
Death the life giver
Death the life taker
Death the advisor
Damned are those who think they have befriended death
Death knows nothing of these struggles
Unthinking shadow
Worthy opponent
Challenger of the left
A man stands in a doorway of a room in a small white cottage
He stalks himself using death
Much like a wolf stalks the caraboo
He stands himself, watching himself, waiting for himself
The meadowlark’s call — makes you feel uneasy
The unrelenting march of sleep
Veterans of subconscious deprivation