Testo Marilyn Moore

[Thurston]
Sound asleep 'til night until day
frustrated desire turns you away
and turns you insane
over and over

you get to a point
to make it disappear and you're always believing and believing in fear
over and over and over and over
and over and over
over again

Marilyn Moore

it's always a headache the size of a tow truck
she's full of disorders, depends what you're used to
she's talking of trances of truncheons in battle

of bruises from bottles that never get better
bad baby bitching she screams at the door
hammer in hand and her head to the floor
Marilyn Moore