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Antifreeze your brain,

You’re driving me insane.

Little by little, with tiny amounts,

We must do it slowly, so no one can count.

Drink the blue liquid, like mother said.

This house is mephitic, when someone is dead.

Their organs just failed, and nobody bled.

But now I’m alone, stuck in my head.

I’ll play my part and be sure to finish what we start.

Oh mother dearest, I’ll be of service.

They scream so loud, I’ll do anything to stop that sound.

Oh mother dear, I know what must be done.

Drink up... They’re still making noise.

How long will it take, before they shut the fuck up and meet their maker?

Please, mother dearest, give them the silent treatment.

A few more drops... another sip... now the loudest one is throwing fits.

But, I think it’s working; they’re starting to lose their grip.

Drink up (before you catch on).

First “loud one” down: Vacant Eyes, curled up on the floor.

Second “loud one” down: They’re dropping like flies, but what were they reaching for?

Third loud one's right behind...

...I close my eyes and try not to think

Of the ghost of copper and bleach on my tongue.

(Death Cry) Another one goes down the hatch.

Once there were six,

Now there are three,

Just the quiet ones are left,

Mother dearest, sister, and me.

Swallow until you’re hollow.

Drink Up — Stop clamouring on.

Fill your cup — You’re all as good as gone.

I said, drink up! ...Easier said than done!

They know now what we are; compulsive lies can go so far.

Against mother dearest, I will bear witness.

A dotted line to sign off on; partners in crime are oxymorons.

I will tell all — There’s no honour amongst thieves.

I’ll plead, ‘she made me do it.’

For mercy, I’ll stab her in the back.

Antifreeze their brains,

They were driving me insane.

Drink the blue liquid, like mother said.

A house is mephitic, when someone is dead.

Their organs just failed, and nobody bled.

From 6...

...to 5...

...to 4...

...to 3...

...Now stuck in my head, eating at me.