We Are


I've masterbated on an angel's wing
Everything illegal with profit involved
I gathered a drop of insight on everything
Until my inner conflict was resolved

So many years of hits
-of acid-
So many tears and shits
-of booze-
So many queers with tits
-so passive-
So many fears of lips
-to lose

We are like statues in a Cubist painting
I try to see it, falling asleep straining
I gave all our virgins to the motherboard
Now all ofour sisters have turned into whores