you can come over to my house we can smoke pot and listen to black sabbath you can come over to my house we can shoot heroin and listen to black flag i saw your hands unmoving i saw your lips unspeaking i saw your tongue so broken i saw your hands entangled i knew the incantation to wake you to sensation i found it in my sleep you were there you were there with me come out they come out at night they scream we are nothing they scream you are nothing they say you are nothing they scream you are nothing they tell us nothing they say nothing 