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Can't you smell the rotting perception?
All our minds are sick with decay
Though they know it to be the answer
Love has gone and slipped away

Can't you smell the stench of their breeding?
To ease the pain that builds from day to day
Yet love peeks out in that front they call a smile
While this dandelion slowly wilts away

It's a dandelion massacre
Like no other ever seen
It's a dandelion massacre
We'll see you in yer dreams

Don't get to attached boy
Cuz we're no in love
We do what we have to
And folk you for your drugs
Satan is my savior
To him I owe it all
Love of playing music
Drugs and alcohol

It's a dandelion massacre
Brought on by yer disease
Mother said there'd be a massacre
So start hugging trees
And if you have something to ask of her
Mind yer Q's and P's
Or you'll fall victim to the massacre
Starting with the police

Can't you smell the spring seed spreading?
Bringing forth new pain and misery
New minds to rot, corrupt, and conquer
The love yer soul wants to set free


from Hoarder, released January 28, 2011


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