Vic Chesnutt Threads
your personal pariah is in a wool cap the mirror flakes away take a long nap watching the threads disintegrate like the Krishna beads in a lockbox safe watching the threads disintegrate like the Krishna beads in a lockbox safe watching the threads disintegrate crumbling like the lawn art you made oh, lawn art you made oh, lawn art you made oh, lawn art you made I was crumbling like the lawn art that you made hard brown bread cut with a circular saw shallow rattling breath with a wee cough watching the threads disintegrate foisted into the middle ages watching the threads disintegrate foisted into the middle ages watching the threads disintegrate remain in the ruckus and you will get scraped oh, you will get scraped oh, you will get scraped oh, you will get scraped if you remain in the ruckus and you will get scraped
