nothing ever changes
except scenery rearrangements
in the affectionate at hands of
horsepower assault
best keep your pants on, boy
behind the armor of fault
hopeless makeshift triggers
you`ll never walk again, you`ll never walk again
in the choked mouths of rivers
parted like a sea of love and infidelity
best keep your stitched lips
starched in a giggle
hopeless makeshift triggers
you`ll never walk again
in piles of clothing sleep the.....
stitched lips starched in a giggle
in piles of clothing sleep the dead
no wire coat hangers
never again.