A collection of hair and bones?
What good are you?
It is hatred that is smooth
I am bad internally/externally
What good are you?
A con-and-destruction
I am bad internally/externally
A thousand years later
A con-and-destruction
You’ll never take me to the cleaners
A thousand years later
How else are we supposed to hate?
You’ll never take me to the cleaners
It is hatred that is smooth
How else are we supposed to hate?
A collection of hair and bones?