Pg.99
The hollowed out chest of a dead horse

I've seen you
Seen you sitting in your bed in your brown gown of dead flowers
And inside your room, in it's corners where spiders crawl
And a sour dream centipede slips under your mattress
Until it's time oh, gimme that, my back back, back
Oh, your beauty, let it rot, let your fucking beauty rot
Let it rot

(Rot)
Let it rot, let it rot, let it rot
(Rot)
Let it rot, let it rot, let it, let it, let it rot

(Dream, and dream, and dream, and dream)
Lie down now if you please, darling
So I can do our world a service
(Dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, dream)
Lie down now if you please, darling
So I can do our world a service

She looks right through me, I can make out her shape
Her silhouette's false, her, her legs crossed
Eyes black, spilling on me
She looks right through me, I can make out her shape
Her sillhouette is false, and her legs crossed
Eyes black, spilling on me
She looks right down through me, I can make out her shape
Her sillhouette is false, and her legs crossed
Eyes black, spilling on me