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Welcome To Plainfield Tobe Hooper Lyrics

Artist: Showbread
Album: No Sir, Nihilism Is Not Practical

That thing inside my ribs is like a pile of reptiles,
Pressed on splintered vertebrae, so cold, so claustrophobic,
Echoing in hollow fruit are orders sent with love to you,
To serve a will more shallow still than paramecium

Iâ‚¬â„¢ll bet your hands are beautiful,
Iâ‚¬â„¢m sure your head is beautiful,
But the world is ugly,
The world is ugly and itâ‚¬â„¢s true,
Iâ‚¬â„¢ll bet your hands are beautiful,
Iâ‚¬â„¢m sure your head is beautiful,
But with world is ugly,
The world is ugly even after you

Invertebrates now contemplate your lavishing and humble service,
All set to hide behind the guise that this empty thing canâ‚¬â„¢t hurt us,
Sensationalized for virgin eyes, itâ‚¬â„¢s graphic, itâ‚¬â„¢s disturbing,
And itâ‚¬â„¢s worse still to think itâ‚¬â„¢s real,
Degrading and unnerving

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