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What if my...
head were severed.
by the gears...
of a carbine.
and it landed several feet
from my convulsing twitching body.
on the stump
of my neck.
It took seven minutes
for the blood to drain.
would i be conscious.
be conscious
and able to see?
Initally,
i'd be upset.
for fucking up...
in such a tremendous fashion.
but i'd get easily distracted
i've got a tendency toward sloth.
be a trooper, keep my chin up.
ponder something pointless.
Am i my head or my body?
am i my body or my head?
i think i'm more...
..attached to...
..my head emotionally.
(instrumental break)
it's horrible.
the average death.
in a hospital room
stuck on a frankenstein machine.
i hope i die in a freakish way,
by an act of sheer stupidity.
something like....(2x)
Electric shaver in a bathtub.
a lunchbox falling from a scaffold,
drops twenty floors...
..and crushes...
..me like an insect.
(instrumental climax)