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Pyzow!
Pyzow!
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They said 'write what you know'
But you've known too much
If you write it it might come real
There are things you've felt you don't want friends to feel
So you bite your pen and you suck it in
Black ink dripping down your chin
If you can keep it from the page you just might keep it in
But it pools in your mouth and it stains your teeth
And It trickles into your lungs
There are songs you could write you don't want to be sung
You bleed
You cry
You piss off the big guy
But you won't let one little drop of black ink drip out of your mouth
You said you don't know
Feels weird
You're not sure
But you're not scared
I've been thinking about your big mouth
Your sore throat
Your tight fists
Beating down on your heavy chest
How come I never see you in a white shirt?
What's that about?
Where did you hide those stains that won't come out?
And where'd you get a black tongue like that?
Like mine, still wet
When did you learn to swallow like that?
You bleed
You cry
You piss off the big guy
But you won't let one little drop of black ink drip out of your mouth
You bleed
You cry
You piss off the big guy
But you won't let one little drop of black ink drip out of your mouth
So I bought us a little kit
You can take it home
We can try it
A tattoo gun with a little vial
Pop the lid, fill it up
With black ink you can cough up
Pull the trigger
Let it flow into my chest
Then you'll know
If it feels right
To start your novel on my skin tonight
Written by: Ivan Pyzow
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