Well Daisy Rips up the Earth  With the grass and the dirt  Can’t see how the plastic burns  When all of it is burnt  Pour the costumes on me  And crash the tragic debris  Now hold accountable the cyst  And what it infests in  This contradicts love  Well, it contradicts hate  It contradicts a world that doesn’t know it lives  My poor judgment of consciousness  Unbearable cowardess  Will keep opinions closed and wonder why I’ve stayed    Stayed here for so long  And I can’t decide  If I’m awake or not  It’s getting clearer every second    Well Daisy you are the war [one/whore=war]  I’ve got to find you before  I spill the pint of blood I’ve lost on your rotting cellar door  I push through the dust  I cut myself on the rust  I come apart at the seams on an exodus to us  Fast as fast as can be  Well, It’ll never catch me  It seems at times that solid walls have a transparency  My judgment is manifest  Reality changes  And a figure captures waves and slowly becomes    The blankest sight I’ve seen  And I wait for the light  To wake me from this dream    Sum of fears equates between the change of light  Light fucks my world and steals the blood of life  Try tasting all the shit of the fuck whores lies  Pouring acid down your throat, gouging out your eyes  Whine fuck that little pussy shit you haven’t tried mine  And understand that you’ll never understand this time  Trash, ash, rash, cardiac fuck I’m going to die  I’d find my place in hell but it’s too much like life, Oh    Don’t go so slow  Rain down and down    Well this is where it starts  I feel so insane  Locked in the past  As it whizzes by me  Passing by lights  That seem much brighter  And breathing in air  That seems so familiar  Where did I go?  I didn’t see you  What did I do?  You disappeared then  How long was I gone?  About two weeks and  What should I do?  Just shut up and kiss me    Daisy  You’re evil, evil, evil    Shadows from the cold sun  Irritate as they ricochet  And start in graphs  And end inside this maze  With haste and grace  This place becomes as evil as it tastes  You take the place of Lucifer  Marching the insects inside these gates  There’s not a trace  Of fortune in this waste  This place is plain  But there is a hint of  Placid 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 back  And change the words around    There is a sense of longing underground  We hear the sirens’ last attempt at prophylactic sound  It’s well endowed  But tragically this evil can’t be found    Why can’t we fit into a place that happens to have  Ten chance failed again  Nowhere to begin  This is the end  Or 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…