Womb With A View

Fiendish and crude Froosty and lews This is the life I have whored myself to Spackled and battered and smothered and covered And cleaving and cloven and bitter and blued Your womb Your breeding sac Your womb is a membrane I must penetrate Your womb is a sewer I grunt at the grate Your womb is a sewer Your womb is manure but still, I'm worse My life is a sinkhole Egregious and rude Worm fested and filthy Froosty and lewd A womb with a view When one becomes two f**k you Never to matter the number of flies feasting the flab that bolsters your thighs Your womb Your breeding hive Womb with a view I see you I was born Deep in the void Raped by millions I soon grew Annoyed! Could I somehow elope? Like a molecule in a microscope So your womb won't become the tomb of our dead baby Never to matter the number of flies Lapping the flab that bolsters your thighs Womb with a view When one becomes two f**k you Your womb is a membrane I must penetrate Your womb is a sewer I grunt at the grate Your womb is a sewer Your womb is manure But still, I'm worse