A 2 Minute Lecture On The Finer Points Of Instability Songtext

No flowers for you until you put the knife down your presence is smiling with icy veins of siezuring these are the lacerations like falling leaves & sour notes of infatuation compiling the sovereign erosion of my naked ears in your tranquillity a coffin for me to decay in a sellable cremation you're the killer my little star tell me how.