Animit - Daisy Lyrics
Well Daisy Rips up the EarthWith the grass and the dirtCan’t see how the plastic burnsWhen all of it is burntPour the costumes on meAnd crash the tragic debrisNow hold accountable the cystAnd what it infests inThis contradicts loveWell, it contradicts hateIt contradicts a world that doesn’t know it livesMy poor judgment of consciousnessUnbearable cowardessWill keep opinions closed and wonder why I’ve stayedStayed here for so longAnd I can’t decideIf I’m awake or notIt’s getting clearer every secondWell Daisy you are the war [one/whore=war]I’ve got to find you beforeI spill the pint of blood I’ve lost on your rotting cellar doorI push through the dustI cut myself on the rustI come apart at the seams on an exodus to usFast as fast as can beWell, It’ll never catch meIt seems at times that solid walls have a transparencyMy judgment is manifestReality changesAnd a figure captures waves and slowly becomesThe blankest sight I’ve seenAnd I wait for the lightTo wake me from this dreamSum of fears equates between the change of lightLight *****s my world and steals the blood of lifeTry tasting all the shit of the ***** whores liesPouring acid down your throat, gouging out your eyesWhine ***** that little ***** shit you haven’t tried mineAnd understand that you’ll never understand this timeTrash, ash, rash, cardiac ***** I’m going to dieI’d find my place in hell but it’s too much like life, OhDon’t go so slowRain down and downWell this is where it startsI feel so insaneLocked in the pastAs it whizzes by mePassing by lightsThat seem much brighterAnd breathing in airThat seems so familiarWhere did I go?I didn’t see youWhat did I do?You disappeared thenHow long was I gone?About two weeks andWhat should I do?Just shut up and kiss meDaisyYou’re evil, evil, evilShadows from the cold sunIrritate as they ricochetand start in graphsAnd end inside this mazeWith haste and graceThis place becomes as evil as it tastesYou take the place of LuciferMarching the insects inside these gatesThere’s not a traceOf fortune in this wasteThis place is plainBut there is a hint ofPlacid colored rays(I see the sweet appeal of all the time we’ve lost loving a force that we cannot trust)Why can’t that time take us backAnd change the words aroundThere is a sense of longing undergroundWe hear the sirens’ last attempt at prophylactic soundIt’s well endowedBut tragically this evil can’t be foundWhy can’t we fit into a place that happens to haveTen chance failed againNowhere to beginThis is the endOr maybe just the opposite again(I want to know that all this time made sense feeding a force that I can’t regret)I can’t wait to show you what happens after the end…
