imagine a world where love never expires like rear wheel tires shredded by the simmer of the sun like fire, as eyes stare like mortuary bones, corsets on women with no lows like the ocean blows, from floors to overdose, to most who don't own contributions to people with little faith like consumers pain, there little weight on the shoulders of any today, but i take the cake like the knifes in the steak with plate not cleaned from the escape like shakes in the corner with sharp objects like syringes spinal chords then can even afford it, but your the one whos short here with or without the pain like it stains like a mayday lie awake like nate staring at ceilings to much to squeeze the trigger but my life gets thicker like sauce on the grease when I achieve to rise like my ashes from this massive crash in into your back hatch with masks and axs with an axekick to the sick nipple twist that im ripping quickly tick me off and ill comense my bomb to exterminate ride every time I hate i fly everytime that I try like I put the food back on the plate like im homemade homicide like a drive by sooreyes roar of the crowd dies ok where do we lie