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Baker & I are untraditional
Baker is shy
But I'm a people person

But when you see him in his pretty please
The little yellow scabs all up his knees

you made alone With me, I'd find 
Arrested in the festered scab 
We always came back to 
Breathe in then out and tear the scab apart anew 
It's time

feel the scab bleeding
Unearth hell, invoke let it be done
Rip the pulse until it bleeds, unearth hell invoke the unknown
It's the only way to control

regret

Broken day
This scab
This scratch of winter grey
That stinks of words
And rips time through the bloody sleet
Empties my guts in place of tears

Burn the Scab

Le Butcherettes

Cry Is for the Flies

How many times must I have to paint over these mountains dried up grass?
When all you do is bleed right through it
Deeper than any rooted scab

as the price"
A junkhead scrapes off the scabs
And lays them down on the earth
As the cracked salt lakes 
Gabriel's trumpet is full of beer 
Im sorry Gods return

ready to kill 
Hallucinations so fucking real 
Scab bodies oozing pus 
Blood pulsates in veins too fast 

Critical damage of brains 
Only agony remains

a bandaid on my knee )whole thing 


If you pick at a scab 
The blood comes back 
And the process starts all over again


If you pick at a scab 
Reopen

can't seem to be saved
My life ends in vain

Pick the scab
Release the sin
I want to feel whole again

I won't live through this
My fate ends here now

of dust, poems

I'm burning, I'm CO2
burning up the atmosphere

in deep-red bloody sun scabs

we're dying each day

we're streaks of light"

running free:
Hair growing out
Every hole in me
American way
How did it start?
Thousands of creeps
Killed in the park
American way
Try and explain
Scab

Black death’s here red scabs appear, you start to feel that death is near
Vomit pours out from your mouth; in big bloody clumps your hair falls out

a quitter 
cnd I'm always stoned 

Cause I can't leave well enough alone 
Take more than I need 
Cause I can't leave well enough alone 
Pick my scabs until

Do you see this?
These scabs I pick, they fall to the ground
It's just an easy way out so I won't feel anything inside
My heart won't be broken
I

Womb Full of Scabs

Disgorge

She Lay Gutted

Infected carcass
Esophagus full of pus
Entrails remain
As I watch you bleed on

Blistering fetus
Womb full of scabs
Regurgitate the placenta

Rotted

but not like poker
A queen should've never ever played
It's all a cycle like scab wounds and charades
Fell in love with the joker
Gave me jokes

Closure

PUP

Morbid Stuff

2019

looking for something
To keep these scabs from coming off
I need closure

I don't need you to feel fine
I don't need you to come back
But I don't

Blackheads, scabs and pus
I eat your skin; I suck the very life out of your rotted corpse, leaving you dehydrated

is healing
I use plain water to moisturize it and gently rub away the scab everyday 
It makes my daily life less miserable from scratching
Hopefully

come

Smells like children smells like children

He lives inside my head and
Tells me what to play
The toys all smell like children
And the scab

you're already here
You'll thank us now that
You have crossed over
Don't pick the scabs or you will never heal
The world shudders as the worm gets his

my time
Or keep me cool enough to bust these rhymes
You took these open wounds and teared them open more
You took the scabs and the cuts and you

Since a year-old, forty-seven year-old scab
Just to hear them words, ear piercing
Like my earlobe stabbed with a needle for an earring
Should I feel

Repulsive slag bleed for me
Forced into pregnancy, Bring on the bleeding of a miscarriage for me
Sucking dry her tract, digesting mucous and vaginal scabs