Misadventures In Radiology Testo

Mawkish mother relegates her babe;Sent to bed because he can't behave.
Locked away with a hemlock thought,
x-ray shame and your brain in knots.
Flailing father castigates his son;
Made to pay for what can't be undone.
Laying in wake with a silent god,
xy-shame and my wires crossed.

Something must be really wrong
for you to be this way.
It's so sad to know you're gone;
To know you're in such pain.
And I miss the way you used to be...
I miss you...so much.
Brooding babies in recessive genes
(Jesus Christ) sickness stitched in between the seams;
Strolling lonely down the avenues,
junk-cut ways with pain the excuse.
Something must be really wrong
for you to be this way.
It's so sad to know you're gone;
To know you're in such pain.
And I miss the way you used to be...
I miss you...so much.
Sometimes spacemen dream in black and white;
shutdown spectrum shows they're not quite right.
I hope that you dream in color tonight.