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Showbread - Welcome To The Plainfield Tobe Hooper Lyrics

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  • That thing inside my ribs is like a pile of reptiles,
  • Pressed on splintered vertebrae, so cold, so claustrophobic,
  • Echoing in hollow fruit are orders sent with love to you,
  • To serve a will more shallow still than paramecium
  • Ill bet your hands are beautiful,
  • Im sure your head is beautiful,
  • But the world is ugly,
  • The world is ugly and its true,
  • Ill bet your hands are beautiful,
  • Im sure your head is beautiful,
  • But with world is ugly,
  • The world is ugly even after you
  • Invertebrates now contemplate your lavishing and humble service,
  • All set to hide behind the guise that this empty thing cant hurt us,
  • Sensationalized for virgin eyes, its graphic, its disturbing,
  • And its worse still to think its real,
  • Degrading and unnerving

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