[Got Rot? Unknot! In Slime Grows Vines
[Sing with Zing]
1. Got Rot?
Like a festering sore--
rotten to the core--
rotten to the core--
I’m rotten to the core.
I like making war
love festering sores--
drinking in the gore,
I’m rotten to the core.
If you are my friend,
here is what’s in store,
you’ll fester like a sore
be rotten to the core.
When you are my love
I’ll treat you like a whore
rotten to the core,
we’ll fester like cold sores.
Rotten to the core--
rotten to the core--
like festering sores
we're rotten to the core.
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2. Unknot! In Slime Grows Vines
Rotten to the core
I want to sense more--
inside gutless guts
screams that made me nuts.
Hearing unheard screams
uncrushes crushed dreams--
roaring from my core
undreamed dreams now soar.
Monday, October 19, 2009
Got Rot? Unknot! In Slime Grows Vines
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