Fly fly super can of worms
Thrown at the head of a passerby
Struck dumb by the fucked up mess
Left on the floor like a pool of entrails
Stamped on and crushed
To disappear into a bruise
That heals but still is a bruise
Still a wound
Still a hurt
Still a breath untaken
Something torn out
Stolen and covered up
That bloated corpse of our own making
Fly Superman fly
And walked over
And walked over
And walked over
And talked over
Don’t you talk over me
I’m not here to be silent
I’m not here to lie down
To bend and fold under your weight
I want to fly Superman fly
I want to fly Superman fly
Don’t cry Superman
Don’t cry
Cry Superman Cry
Often I want to more than walk
And see the stars
And understand our sins
Often I want to more than talk
And read your mind
And undress your thought
Often I want to more than see
And read the night
And control my fright
Often I want to more than dream
And heal your wounds
And stop your screams
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