Croak! from Soft Cough by Soft Cough

where to begin? i was dissected for your sins
no lily pads in bio labs to my chagrin
your scalpels edge and my spine
(oh) they intertwined and it looked
something like a cross but i don't mind

but these dead eyes don't look for flies
ceiling tiles obscure my skies
and no one cares when critters die

now to resume, how did i end up in this room?
this sterile slab is colder than my old lagoon
secreting glands and greasy middle-schooler hands
we all had plans, we all got swamped, i understand

but this dead skin won't hold me in
teenage tadpoles love to sin
sacrificed and they're just begging to begin

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so crocodiles, i'll see you in a while
amphibious apostles, young reptilian disciples
turn the other cheek and i'll just lay here with a smile
in 3 days' time ill teach you how to croak

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