it's so hot, what's wrong with me I'm panting like a horny dog like heated gigantic banana I want to peel my covers off
is it what I ate or the chemicals I take brains turning nuts, I become an ape no sane thoughts, driven by instincts I must hurry - berserker!
heat blurs my vision, heat makes me hungry guided by human movement heat blurs my vision, heat makes me hungry need to eat the closest living thing
cheek to teeth hobo lobotomy flesh is the fuel... for my burning
I don't mind the hail of bullets shots peppered to my chest hear my mindless howling approach me and you'll be next
too much lead in my system and head slows my body which is bullet-fed I don't get it, though end is near still severely the flesh I tear
heat blurs my vision, heat makes me hungry guided by human movement heat blurs my vision, heat makes me hungry need to eat the closest living thing
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