Baxter 3rd Is Under Fucking Siege

Some songs sound the way it feels to have a rib out of place

But I ran all of my errands

And all of my ribs are quite in

The animals are quiet

And all the things are in the bin

I put them in there with you here

When I remove them you'll be gone

I guess there's nothing to be scared of

I guess there's really nothing wrong

And there's no shame in sleeping later

There's no shame in sleeping more

No shame at all in being such a filthy frigid

Lysol huffing whore

And when the clock strikes 3:19

My words will sink into the sea

And I will know for a split second that

My whole life ceased to be

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The morning I woke up to leave there

As soon as I opened my eyes

It hurt so bad that I could taste it

So cold it burned all my insides

I've never felt anything like it

Heard my lungs scream like that before

Felt such a tear in my aorta that it

Spilled all of the light I ever saw across the floor

I couldn't wrap my head around it

How such a nightmare could be real

And despite all of my bullshit, nothing could stop it

Not God, not sex, not white-hot fear

And there's no shame in sleeping later

No shame at all in sleeping more

None at all in being such a goddam filthy

Clorox huffing whore

And there's no shame in sleeping later

There's no shame in sleeping more

No shame at all in being such a filthy frigid

Lysol huffing whore

And when the clock strikes 5:19

I'll watch you slip into the sea

And I will feel for a split second that

Life has ceased to be