I'm crossing tracks. Painting tags on the walls of the metro. Paradoxical truths like modern day retro. Water and petrol, protons and electrodes. Reality I let go with pro-con anecdotes. Thoughts
Verse 1. 6. 45 in the morning in december. I'm waiting for the dawning of the sunlight and remember. Your slender, fragile figure asleep beside me. You shivered and weeped as idly in your sleep a
(Check this). Head first into the fire,. See me cursing the entire world. I fire bullets out the mouth into a tire wall. Empires fall, others rise even higher, warfare. Is there to keep you scare
Intro. . Saw a man in the street with his fist in the air. Treading along with a quiet limp and a mystery glare. This could be fair he insisted in a whisper and stared me down. As I passed him, a
Let the dust settle, step on the pedal. See the sun set but I'm, never gonna settle. For less than three hundred miles an hour in the chest. Burn the track, this is only a test. I'm the leader of
