[Compo] Happy Horrors

Sticks and stones
may break my bones

but chains and whips
would please me

so throw me down and tie me up
and show me how you worship me

we never schedule
to break the rules,
we never make love,
aside we shove
x2

We will be the new horror

I'm the beauty
you're the beast
I'm the chinese,
you're the feast

Jaws are made to be broken
We hold hands to make a fist

need no schedule
to make the rules,
we need no love,
aside we shove
x2

We are the new horror

The bee stung me
and then it died
The dog bit you
right in the eye

Our bodies grow so old and fragile
Our souls got lost in the dateline

with no schedule
to fit the rules,
we never found love,
aside we shove
x2

We were the new horror

you're too wrong to make it right

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