I wanna chose to die
and be buried with a rubix cube
and sleep inside
the big blue buildings
while the sweet disease
drives through
there's a bakery
in the night sky
I wanna die
because the government lied
she was a man with herpes
floating in a yellow stream
running through
the windows backwards
kissing all the buildings clean
you know his appetite
for hardcore taste
and orgiastic party games
she woke up in the highway
with arrows pointing at her face
later that day in gym class,
she ate a mouth full of anthrax
go to sleep