Oh, sorry, babe, but you’re not
The chick we all think is hot...
Aw yeah man
I ain’t angry at them...
War!
War...
It satisfies the soul to step back occasionally
and roam the smaller town main streets...
Medication
Is not illumination...
Our future is shaky and it's sketchy
The world is dying piece by piece...
BEWARE OF THE HIGH MAINTENANCE KIND!
They love to look in a mirror to see their behind...
Clouds of poverty
amidst them...
Happy families are something that
only happen in dreams or movies...
A meeting room
filled with tension...
You can not put us in a box.
We don't belong in your pigeon slots...
The fireworks in the background are still popping...
Perhaps it could be gunshots...