The Horror We LoVe, The Movie We LiVe
It all starts when we let it in;
plants a flag under our skin
The Thing must be You
The Thing must be Me
The Thing must be Us
in each other’s company
How the distance takes our shape
when we don’t choose a form to
just fucking communicate
Lights out; crawl around within
No surrender for the win
You’re suspecting Me
I’m suspecting You
They’re suspecting Us;
Seeing red when we are blue
Last swig of that J & B;
Let’s end this here with the flames
The real thing, we’ll never see
Horror Sleaze Trash 