nowhere
kill ebola
Run me out and over in the breeze day oh just dance breathe play till you sneak up deplete me don't trust their spoken code and hungry puppet strings so who can I talk to to help walk through as I dissociate for the twisted poet pilot in nightmares and mirrors where he needs to feed the feen hounds trapped in a cage
Go go go no one to know
Slow slow slow nowhere to row
Another cripple fell from paradise
