who would you die for?
turning rounds is what you're doing
inside your lonely keyhole
no one will ever see through
bend your head
bang your knee
bang your head
bend your knee
what would you replant it for?
you do, what it needs, to get rid of me
in your dark and lonely asshole
no flower will ever grow
bang your head
the only thing you can do
bend your knee
to escape your flash of futility