Station Whore

Blood on the window, dripping onto the floor
The enforcer is palmed, with the cartridge at the door
Flies swarm and smell, then go away
Calendar has a circle, on the very last day
Hear it on the radio
See it on the screen
Read it in the paper
What does it mean
Everything that matters just fell apart
Rather decapitate then depart
Death is painless and distorted
Hell is assorted
And some of us should’ve been aborted
It’s been a long day, time for a nap
Go into a coma, as the picture camera snaps
Outlined with chalk, feel a pricking needle
All around, there’s hordes of uninvited people
Everything that matters just fell apart
Rather decapitate then depart
Death is painless and distorted
Hell is assorted
And some of us should’ve been aborted
Hear it on the radio
See it on the screen
Read it in the paper
What does it mean
She walks in the room, bows down overhead
Engulfing the emptiness, with tears that she shed
The words “I love you” on her lips, they become paralyzed
Submission now I’m wishing, I hadn’t died from suicide
Everything that matters just fell apart
Rather decapitate then depart
Death is painful and distorted
Hell is assorted
And some of us should’ve been aborted