within this darkened corner the proudly crawled upon i beneath my feet and see the soles upon the shoes i wear in the soles the holes burn burn towards the street i walk on down the street to the park in i have come from in the park there sits a i want to know girl... sitting in the street, i walk among the souls with no the holes in my and a hole in my soul i wish the star in a vacant light in out star i along the park and in the park i see the girl in the street the street is the girl- the is the street she no clothes and clothes are no weak i walk the street ray gun in my hand... reached my pocket, i reached into my pocket i where she is her, down on the grass the is very brown i psychic screams i did nothing- she sits her legs spread her legs spread the morgue glassy blue, her lassitude i wonder it is she there... wondering, what to our heart? it decides, i walk her i sit involved my hands are in my pocket my pocket and my lassitude, from my pocket the cash inbetween us, there a wall a wall i from i wonder can i get this wall?... is this the world? is world we have escaped to? she sits a street corner with her glassy eyes i wonder she's been? i wonder who she's she fucked? i where she's been? it me on this is a vacant lot, i see her , the stars i reached towards the souls, of dead this isn't what i to be used for i towards the glassy view i between her legs i grasp her heart, in my hand i my, stick my, stick my into her, into her toward the sky, the stars fall the in my shoe, the soul's in my shoe is a vacant? is this a vacant lot? in my hand Ain't she sweet? Ain't she sweet? t-t-tainted, darkness on my ooww ow oho ooh her her i toward the street and walked down with my shoes on my the in my soles the in the sky, i can't reach