Lyrics Gelatin - Thought Industry

Gelatin

Drip strawberry juice.
Open shutters.
Death birds
Elated.
Elected.
Universe.
Sedative vein.
Whole grain
Layered.
Brightest sunshine.
Brightest day.
Spills the
Kitten’s milk.
Cuts my hands.
I place the knife to the
Ham of her face.
Her face
Say you have to die and I’ll keep cutting.
Say you
Have to die and I’ll keep cutting you.
It’s a magic world
Swim erratic in the water.
Thick as gelatin.
No skin
No skin
Mick my friend.
Some day our understanding will
Be described as lovers swapping lies.
As how man and
Dog relate.
I’m under the table.
Drop the plate
Butterfly.
Maggot