Lyrics The Unicorns

The Unicorns

Emasculate the Masculine

This could be the sound of me tearing

into your flesh from a distance

opening fresh wounds

for a peek

And this could be the sound of me breaking

into your room late at night

slitting your throat

and cutting off your dick

'Cause everyone I know

is too comfortable with thier lives

to ever be a part of change

And everyone I know

is leaving for the weekend

with tickets to the game

everybody sounds the same

all dirty

all dirty

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