Number 2 Pencil

#2 Pencil

Lyrics

Number 2 Pencil inside me

And the lead is yards deep in my face

Lick your tongue

Flat on the glass lathe

Smell the smell, the big P of this

Roll your head, chop my blood in yours

Leech the pain they drove in us

Count on this: Call off the land, true

To be used, and then you call me yours.

Submitted by Rene

Number two pencil inside me

Half the lead is lodged deep in my hand

Lick your tongue

Flat on the glass, leave

Smell the smell of peepee on this

Roll your hand, chop off your fingers

And ease the pain intravenously

Coward this, call this a lan???

To be used at your convenience

Convenience

Convenience