flashfloods clinging to ***** mascara where starstruck children run in mud call me the eve of original sin for the things I have seen and the places I've been
for ridges of ink etched in landscapes of skin for heartbeats in hoodies saying lest we forget
in the valley of the shadow of death they rest with hands crossed over their chests
Each year we lose One heart beat; That's less blood To our heads and feet. This means my breath Is fading too; But I'll keep beating, And I'll keep breathing, Yes, I'll keep living Just to bury you.
Boom Boom Boom my top beats shutter becoming blush capades Boom Boom Boom my heart blasts blank out every audible sound like a rupture of the greatest strum you were a bass player and that sounds like so much fun Boom Boom Boom better clean up the remnants of this room ‘cause when I’m done there’ll be puddles Boom Boom Boom my sphincter holds then releases on tune turning sparks on par to quell the gloom Boom Boom Boom I’m so fucken into you dude.