I Remember by Otep
Who's there?
Who's there?
And I remember flashes of laughter
And lunatics lost in your soul
Seductive propaganda scrolling across my mind
Like guerrilla cinema
Belts and, and wooden spoons
Flies in the afterbirth
Shadows across my mind
Smiling but dead, smiling but dead
Smiling but dead, smiling but dead
Smiling but dead, smiling but dead
Crawling on linoleum kitchens
TV streaming death
And corporate consciousness into my brain
Cracked porcelain sinks
Covered with insects and dirty dishes
The early morning anxiety of, of grade school
Dark stockings to hide the bruises
The secret friends, festive holidays
And everyone in their, in their Sunday best
Pretending to like each other
Generations and generations
Of loneliness, sad mistakes
Stealing away in the dead of night
To escape stiff jawed henchmen
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