350 degrees to tick
And "Dinner" sleeps softly in his pan...

Days spin too slowly in passing
Net too swiftly in context...

Angel. My angel.
No, my charge. I am the angel...

You have a fearful existence.
You're quick, but they never see it...

I am
The bottle...

I'd never
GRINDED...

"Talk to me"
Simple words, you don't deserve my answer...

Porcelain cold to the touch
In production, eyes, nose, mouth...

Dark town with a
Dark forest with a...

I know, I know. There's no flow at all and the...
Lean up on on my tip toes...

I know a girl,
who's got some luck...

Fetal positioned body
Flesh still bloated and contorted...