breaks and bursts and screams and moans with all the beauty of a withered flower.
i remember working on the lyrics for this song in art class, probably at some point in time during my third attempt at high school, just before i dropped out. so sometime in late 2002, probably.
the bees all buzz in heavy drone
my head my hive my skin my bone
she hides it well but not like me
she hides it well but i still see
in a cage jesus saves
bite down with candy cane tooth
hang from a barbwire noose
in the end she is a pine
her greenest leaves will never die
her flower's nectar will never dry