the flattened diametrics of expound my face as my darling slams the phone down she was starved of love and might have just really needed reassurance sex that night the conjecture i made in spite really brought the mood down show me income based on reprieving i ll tell you why life has no meaning the muse unwraps her mother s cloak regrets revokes the sin she spoke she likes bespoke but she ll just have to wear what she can find now and now a bomb her thought a gun her brother lost at the cost of who remains comes down to who pays the highest price not to suffer show me torment that s met with treason i ll tell you why her son stopped breathing on the shoreline lay an empty shell what was a boy his body quelled he rain from hell for help but got told he ain t got the right papers what is this a home or hell a plot of grass or a private cell can you not tell that the right spell is total it won t last when the highest power do most the thieving i ll tell you why i need no reason when there s headless muster and no one s breathing i ll tell you why i feel like leaving