Bigweld and his mom's shoes, filled with cream cheese and doodie doos, teeth like fungus, hearts on fire, let them all perish in the doomspire!
Without noticing my open wounds I found a pin I didn't understand it I looked at it again and again Where did this pin come from? What does it mean? The pin isn't anything It's what's behind the scene From the broken wall To the patio floor This world isn't that small So why am I so bored? The pin from the unknown It's all torn up and thrown And behind it's exterior The message was clear My head crashed into itself Refusing to commit And overthrown by anxiety And the other emotions and shit The pin is just me And the pin doesn't know of me Things happen in front of it Finally the emotions have confronted My eyes swelled as I looked to the pin I can't stop looking at it again and again Here it is It's me once more And now my emotions They're all torn There are many pins And this one is mine The pin really is something It's rather sublime Through this pool The pin converged And through the emotion My feelings unheard Not by others But by