Slow Bloom Hex Hex Hex
Hex hex hex hexed
I bit a bullet in a guillotine trance
And it stung me
With the subtle caress of a wishing well dream
Corralled electric sheep
Glued to twitching screens
Dreaming, Dreaming
I feel the hex pushing down on my neck
I held my breath and it gave away my energy
I feel the hex sinking into my depths
Your eyes peel back into a scar shaped map
Hex hex hex hexed
Bite the bullet
Feel it crack your teeth
Pavement ghosts dance in dirty streets
Slowly, pirouette through chalk marked maps
Watch them, bleed in the gutter in the color of piss
