The very last I knew of you-
There was a flash
And then two of you
And then the two of you
Bore more upon more of you
'till the swarm of you produced a sickening hum
And the hum wove itself into the fabric of my days...
And the hum wove itself into the fabric of my days
My every living molecule became a perfect copy of itself
The feedback loop that it created bore down upon me
I turned, I thought I heard something life-like stirring
Was it only for want of one kind word?
Was it only for want of one kind word?
The last I knew of you
There was a a flash
And then there was none of you...
All our teeth are falling out
I got nothing to tell you on the telephone
White gasses hiss from me;
Black smoke coughs from your propped jaws
My tv has the plague!
My tv has the plague!