Straw Crib
my eyes,
of rosy red glass
my ribs,
of humble crass
airways, blood and tar
you're such a dull star
I have, I feel
never and am
unborn
give me pretty scorn
give me,
give me my dignity
where is your honour
where is it, when is it
that you feel
you're making me
making me feel
oh I've never been born
mashed and digested
slashed and infested
mother hunt me down,
a feral child cannot drown
of rosy red glass
my ribs,
of humble crass
airways, blood and tar
you're such a dull star
I have, I feel
never and am
unborn
give me pretty scorn
give me,
give me my dignity
where is your honour
where is it, when is it
that you feel
you're making me
making me feel
oh I've never been born
mashed and digested
slashed and infested
mother hunt me down,
a feral child cannot drown
♠ ♠ ♠
I was reading somewhere that when John Lennon was taking an acid trip, some guy was telling everyone he knew what it was like to be dead. Lennon of course had something awesome to say and said "You're making me feel like I've never been born". So I was hence forth inspired.