A cloud of flies obscure the sun
A stone is dropped the dream undone
Ripples grow and ride the tide
The dead things crawl from deep inside
With its dying, sour breath
The burning smell of insect flesh
Hungry things in circles crowd
Around tv's turned up too loud
(Go) We are the dead next door
(It's up too loud) Where the dirty needles shine and litter the floor
(It's up too loud) Taste the light, inject the lord
(It's up too loud) I cut myself again because I'm so fuckin' bored
(It's too fuckin' loud) We are the dead next door
(It's too fuckin' loud) Where the dirty needles shine and litter the floor
(It's too fuckin' loud) Taste the light, inject the lord
(It's too fuckin' loud) I cut myself again because I'm so fuckin' bored
Motherfucker!
We await life
Dr. seuss is dead
The dream is swirling, I'm alone
Where the streets are paved with bone
Buildings with a hundred eyes
Watch me through the swarming flies
Behind shades pulled down tight
Things are growing without light
Hungry things in circles crowd
Around tv's turned up too loud
(Go) We are the dead next door
(It's up too loud) Where the dirty needles shine and litter the floor
(It's up too loud) Taste the light, inject the lord
(It's up too loud) I cut myself again because I'm so fuckin' bored
(It's too fuckin' loud) We are the dead next door
(It's too fuckin' loud) Where the dirty needles shine and litter the floor
(It's too fuckin' loud) Taste the light, inject the lord
(It's too fuckin' loud) I cut myself again because I'm so fuckin' bored
Moth
