A Ventilation System for Cooling Poultry Lyrics


The notions, this sickness

Purifys the flies that blow white

Tinted versions of passing lights

Paralysed and bleached

Using fingers, gesture a welcome

Open shoulders symbolize nothing to trust

Not for my

Dislodged servant of moths

Drinking wine to the presence of…oxygen

And the power of troubled careless…mercy

Spitting dust from the diligent…wanderer

And the leaves are rolling into my…number

Rust slides down the ridged cracks…on my face

And I learn about vivid trespassing…trees

Nine times over my knee…scent and cement

I think I have the right flavour tonight

Shys like I can

With imaginary vessels

Be my emotion

Rather than my noose

Reapply my fist to my ass

Check for a girl inside with snow

A positive change to compulsive masturbation

Alarming you?

I know how the best.

The notions, this sickness

Purifys the flies that blow white

Tinted versions of passing lights

Paralysed and bleached

Using fingers, gesture a welcome

Open shoulders symbolize nothing to trust

Not for my

Dislodged servant of moths

Walls of cogent knowledge

Produce disease through the mind

Stimulate an action

To devise a short coalescence.