it's okay to hate them cause they're not human beings
it's okay to hate me cause I'm not a human being
he said he'd call me so I gave him twenty dollars
he took his hand and put it in my pocket
later on I found myself floating
above a field of dying flowers
just under the ceiling I am paralyzed with fear
I built this body from the bones of dead birds

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN