The title is an homage to Math Rock bands and their absurdly awesome song titles.
lyrics
Murder me a little.
Slay me with your looks, and charm, and wit.
And I'll be another hit.
Stomp me out like a cigarette:
The cigarettes I smoke when I get burned
alive.
You'll become the villain in due time, I can tell.
And I will play the victim, just as well.
I like the Spring rain,
and the way the letters sound in your name.
They sound like a ringing of my heart strings.
Sell me your future,
and I'll be buying into my own grave,
and cheating you out of fortunes to be made.
Apropos:
the seeds that I sow
are considered poppies,
but only I know
I meant them to be roses.
Red and bold and garish;
acting as a carriage,
or just a light to guide me home.
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