Half Kleptos - Omar Rodríguez-López

Girl you ain’t better than the germs I spread

Now I only gotta fix the fucking shape I’m in

I’m sure it’s the seizures, I’m sure it’s the kiss

Even as I make haste a drought takes the piss

I was faceless today while you’ve been away

I was facelifts dusted to high heaven

In the mouth of the vulva, my shell-shocked routines

I’ll share blood with just about anybody

One Neilsen family at a time in a cardboard test site

And with her granite I am pills to eat

Girl you ain’t better than the germs I spread

Now I only gotta fix the fucking shape I’m in

I’m sure it’s the seizures, I’m sure it’s the kiss

Even as I make haste a drought takes the piss

The laziest eye drops like cake in sand

Right around high noon I’ll be lowered in the trap

Shards of welt avalanche bit down on foil and rash

I must be sedated by now

The same mistakes your mother made

Count me among those that still crave

I’ll bet he’s scared

And yet unaware

Of the Easter shadow

In his prison, a penance hibernates

Don’t keep me in vain

Don’t keep me at bay

The cleaner the guilt, the closer to fraud

The cleaner the high that foams at the mouth