A Llama Eats A Giraffe (And Vise Versa)

I'm nauseous, or maybe just inspired
 So truthful, I begin to tire
 No less than everything
 No haiku, no paper packaged thing
 Patronized you harmonize, a thorax rattles so
 Like idealistic jargon every self respecting hopeful should to know
 I know the road to everything
 I know it goes right off a cliff
 I know the road to everything
 I know it goes right off a cliff
 Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing is forever
 Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing is forever
 Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing is forever
 Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing is forever
 Sympathy I do indeed intake in bulk amounts
 For reasoning obscure it seems to numerous to count
 So it goes the lesser chose to crawl through narrow gates
 Bulimic thin the winding road now empties into lakes
 A pulse is found, and so we drown, and sing for this duration
 From rows and rows of teeth we're spared, these artery serrations
 I know the road to everything
 I know it goes right off a cliff
 I know the road to everything
 I know it goes right off a cliff
 Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing is forever
 Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing is forever
 Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing is forever
 Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing is forever
 Emptiness, I must impress upon you in it's granger
 My stagnant heart, it comes apart, as selfishness demands her
 To sound a note from scores I wrote and offer them unto thee
 For melodies now synthesized, your love it lives within me
 Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing is forever
 Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing is forever
 Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing is forever
 Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing is forever