I'm laid out
Like a martyr on a redwood plaque.
She's burning
The ticks right off my back.
I'm indulgent
I like to cater to peculiar whims
She's fascinated
By my artificial limbs
Asphyxiation
Love's monstrous charm
Asphyxiation
A slow suicide
My life's expended
For my last cigarette
Extreme unction
And pulmo-cardiac arrest.
Asphyxiation
Love's monstrous charm
Asphyxiation
A slow suicide
.. And I smother myself.
In Lydia's Black Lung
Lydia's Iron Lung.
Lydia's Black Lung.
Lydia's Iron Lung.
In Lydia's Black Lung
Lydia's Iron Lung.
Lydia's Black Lung.
Lydia's Iron Lung.
