she was a flare
burned my brain
like an aneurysm
scorched earth campaign
now i breathe for the neongirl
drop your neuron into the bucket
pour oil for science, make it float
when we eat dirt we'll gloat
make a shallow moat of the black melt
tingles the nerve sensations
the lack of oxygen
in tar she wrote
all that you want is you
attention seeking brat are we?
all that we abhore
inflate and our pride will soar
lump in your throat, gotta swallow the arsenic
get past, the radioactive metal i lick
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