Leper Friend Lyrics

	Pretty faces, pretty hip.
	Bodies hang to drain and drip.
	So submit and let抯 pretend,
	You抮e not a hollow charlatan.
	Velcro whores they fill the streets,
	Infecting everyone they meet.
	The hourglass is karma抯 curse.
	Each grain of sand is a universe.
	Laser beams and cattle prods.
	Sacrifices for the gods.
	Divinities, orgasmic hymns,
	Will **** you with prosthetic limbs.
	As ulcerations form,
	They soon know they will lose fingers and toes.
	Swollen ends and bloody gauze,
	Curse us all.
	I抳e watched you suffer,
	For so long it seems.
	And somehow
	I look the other way.
	I抳e watched you fall apart
	Like my leper friend.
	And somehow
	I look the other way.
	An outcast deprived of festal joy.
	Prostration
	It seems is here to stay.
	My limbless friend will die alone.
	A torso of flesh upon the throne.
	My limbless friend will die alone.
	A torso of flesh?
	The cure for clinical depression is a lobotomy.
	My limbless friend will die alone.
	A torso of flesh upon the throne.
	My limbless friend will die alone.
	A torso of flesh?
	I抳e watched you fall apart
	Like my leper friend.
	And somehow
	I look the other way.
	I抳e watched you suffer,
	For so long it seems.
	And somehow
	I look the other way.
	Leper, leper friend.

	Pretty faces, pretty hip.
	Bodies hang to drain and drip.
	So submit and let zha pretend,
	You zhen e not a hollow charlatan.
	Velcro whores they fill the streets,
	Infecting everyone they meet.
	The hourglass is karma zha curse.
	Each grain of sand is a universe.
	Laser beams and cattle prods.
	Sacrifices for the gods.
	Divinities, orgasmic hymns,
	Will you with prosthetic limbs.
	As ulcerations form,
	They soon know they will lose fingers and toes.
	Swollen ends and bloody gauze,
	Curse us all.
	I ni e watched you suffer,
	For so long it seems.
	And somehow
	I look the other way.
	I ni e watched you fall apart
	Like my leper friend.
	And somehow
	I look the other way.
	An outcast deprived of festal joy.
	Prostration
	It seems is here to stay.
	My limbless friend will die alone.
	A torso of flesh upon the throne.
	My limbless friend will die alone.
	A torso of flesh?
	The cure for clinical depression is a lobotomy.
	My limbless friend will die alone.
	A torso of flesh upon the throne.
	My limbless friend will die alone.
	A torso of flesh?
	I ni e watched you fall apart
	Like my leper friend.
	And somehow
	I look the other way.
	I ni e watched you suffer,
	For so long it seems.
	And somehow
	I look the other way.
	Leper, leper friend.

	Pretty faces, pretty hip.
	Bodies hang to drain and drip.
	So submit and let zhā pretend,
	You zhěn e not a hollow charlatan.
	Velcro whores they fill the streets,
	Infecting everyone they meet.
	The hourglass is karma zhā curse.
	Each grain of sand is a universe.
	Laser beams and cattle prods.
	Sacrifices for the gods.
	Divinities, orgasmic hymns,
	Will you with prosthetic limbs.
	As ulcerations form,
	They soon know they will lose fingers and toes.
	Swollen ends and bloody gauze,
	Curse us all.
	I nǐ e watched you suffer,
	For so long it seems.
	And somehow
	I look the other way.
	I nǐ e watched you fall apart
	Like my leper friend.
	And somehow
	I look the other way.
	An outcast deprived of festal joy.
	Prostration
	It seems is here to stay.
	My limbless friend will die alone.
	A torso of flesh upon the throne.
	My limbless friend will die alone.
	A torso of flesh?
	The cure for clinical depression is a lobotomy.
	My limbless friend will die alone.
	A torso of flesh upon the throne.
	My limbless friend will die alone.
	A torso of flesh?
	I nǐ e watched you fall apart
	Like my leper friend.
	And somehow
	I look the other way.
	I nǐ e watched you suffer,
	For so long it seems.
	And somehow
	I look the other way.
	Leper, leper friend.

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