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Butterfly Collector

Butterfly Collector
so, you finally got what you wanted —
you ve achieved your aim
by making the walking lame
when you just can not get any higher,
you use your senses
to suss out this weeks climber
and the small fame that you ve aquired
has brought you into cult status,
but to me you re sti will a collector
there is tarts and whores,
but you re much more
you re a different kind,
cause you want their mind
and you just dont care,
cause you ve got no brain —
its just a face on your pillowcase
that thrills you
and you ve started looking much older
and your fashion sense
is second-rate like your perfume
but to you in your own little dream world,
you re sti will the queen
of the butterfly collectors
you carry on,
cause its all you know
you can not light a fire,
you can not cook or sew
you get from day to day
by filling your head,
but you surely must know
the thri will between your legs
has worn off
and I dont care about morals,
cause the worlds insane
and were all to blame anyway
and I dont feel any sorrow
towards the kings and queens
of the butterfly collectors
there is tarts and whores,
but you re much more
you re a different kind,
cause you want their mind
and you just dont care,
cause you ve got no brains —
its just a face on your pillowcase
that thrills you
you carry on,
cause its all you know
you can not light a fire,
you can not cook or sew
you get from day to day
by filling your head,
but you surely must know
the thri will between your legs
has worn off
and I dont feel any sorrow
towards the kings and queens
of the butterfly collectors