feels blind
all the doves that fly past my eyes, have a stickiness to their
wings, in the doorway of yr demise i stand encased in the
whisper you taught me. how does it feel? it feels blind.
how does it feel? well, it feels blind. what have you taught me?
nothing. look at what you've taught me you've taught me
nothing. if you were blind and there was no braille there
are no boundaries on what i can feel. if you could see but
were told what you saw wasnt real. how does that feel? it feels
blind. how does it feel? it feels fuckin blind. yr world
hasn't taught me nothing. look at yr world it teaches me
nothing. as a womyn i was taught to be hungry. yeah womyn
are well acquainted with thirst. yeah, we could eat just
about anything. we'd even eat yr hate up like love. we eat
yr hate like love. we eat yr hate like love,. we eat yr hate like
love. how does it feel? it feels blind.
