Life pressing, it's a Jesus hairball.
Optical illusions transforming into microphones.
The world just wants to listen to music.
Creative lions, paint in his nose.
Prey turns on one another giving the audience a real show.
Can't stand to watch this anymore, reality is just to slow.
Chicken wings, taunt them with goat.
Fly's in my soup stir it for me but eat it I won't.
The walls are sticky here so spiders don't need ropes.
Catfish.
How does that fit into the works of all of this?
Is something swimming towards or without?
I cry, very slowly a fin comes out.
Stupid cat ate my fish and spat it out.
Can't remember the name I gave it anyhow.
Yak, a heard sound distant and loud.
This is where the Devil turns cold and borrows into the ground.
No one wants to know what goes on in my head, so don't hear me out.
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