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We will shoot the family dog in the backyard
And then tell the kids we dropped it off at the dairy farm
screaming from the forest sounds like 50 babies being murdered
In italian horror films about baby murders

Pretty all black fisher cat
Sing songs of rage
Because the world is dark and unfair and you haven't found a mate

While you cry in sync with crows at 6
I'm bored & forced to think about the cycle of life
And all that bullshit

When It's quiet I'm forced to think about myself
So I'm speaking through the silence
to nobody else

Pretty black fisher cat
Convince me that it will be alright
then claw my face off
So I wont have to wash it tonight
yeah claw my face off
So I wont have to wear it tonight

I've become what I've hated most too many times to count
If I can't trust myself then I won't trust a soul

animals biting chunks of eachothers' flesh
All reside inside my mind before I settle down to rest
there's images of people biting my neck
Slicing my chest
And simmering my meat in frypans for breakfast

With my dick and balls and guts ground up & stuffed into a sausage wrapper
Grilled to a shade of Seattle gray
surrounded by their laughter
I can't trust myself
So I won't trust a soul

If they eat me
I will haunt them forever
Come back in virus form or parasitic worm
Intestines of all my enemies will bleed
Then they'll regret the day they ever fucked with me

We were broke and fed the hamster to the dog
We were broke again and cut the dog's tail off
Made some dog tail soup with mustard packets from 711
Oh little jimmy
All dogs go to heaven
No don't cry jimmy
All dogs go to heaven