DESCRIPTION:
Spread dirt over my mouth
Breathe in every franule
Let weeds sprout forth
From every aching pain
Nothing born of nothing
Come from nothing
I see nothing
Junk existence
The stars seem so bright
Laying in the stinking gutter
I feel so alive on this day
Living amongst this filth
Junk existence
Junk existence
Rock of shit floating in
An astral septic tank