Freaky Be Beautiful

Moist

i'm walking this railings edge

just to feel this good

and freaky be beautiful you came

following me like i knew you would

it tickled my fancy

tickled my sense of fun

you claw like a rack on my back

ever thickening its just begun



freaky be beautiful he falls

and his blood sprays so cold on my face

he feels so cold



my crallow bird waiting

shallow breathed shrapnel lung

i'm pressing the beak to my cheek

and its thickening kick off turns the sun



freaky be beautiful he falls

and his blood it sprays so cold on my face

he feels so cold

freaky be beautiful

oh no oh no

freaky be beautiful



freaky be beautiful he falls

and his blood it sprays so cold on my face

he feels so cold



so i rot down inside for the loss

and i will not deny

i'm winding....

dig it out....

freaky be...