This little spitting shitting slug
muscles around and inside my mouth-
Kiss it under peril.
Another yet so brave-hearted
screams for liberty and love oh no,
it ain't livin' alone.
Forgot the howl and moon is shining,
heart's broken- brain's dining
what past's brought.
There is no memory worth to remind,
and no future close enough to be dreamed of,
blood rush.
I forgot these old words
and found some new ones for ya,
receive a new tongue.
Kiss it under peril,
brave-hearted,
blood rush.
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