"I am this great, unstable mass of blood and foam."
I am this great unstable mass of blood and foam / And no one in her right mind would make my home her home / My heart's an autoclave
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I am the point of ignition.
Let me look into your eyes as my last chance to feel human begins to vaporize. Maybe it's the heat in here, maybe it's the pressure. You outta head for the exit, the sooner the better.
Aren't we all, John. Aren't we all.