Stoke Extinguisher
Foreign tabs, powders and booze
How ludicrous with so much to lose
A tightrope walk on a frayed rope
A discerning slippery slope
A Soviet Roulette without a net "We got it"
Lunatic! The OG narcissistic
With a "Me" impotency a perilous recipe
What the fuck is wrong with me?
Modesty is for sure something I lack
A freight train without a track
Only ends in tragedy
What the fuck is wrong with
Meaningless evocative talks
Racing lips and crushing rocks
Fixing things that weren't broke
Extinguishing everyone's stoke
Precaution! Then discarding all caution
I consider every risk of the
Things I can't resist
Is there something wrong with -
Undergrounds (subterranean)
Public boudoirs (subversive)
Consenting brands (subhuman)
Permanent scars (from thousands of bruise)
Black and blue (submissive)
The status quo (subterfuge)
Warranty (subordinate) or bested I know
Bested I know
