You us barbarians... Eh. It is an name. We to cancel the world you civilized people made. We will simply erase history from the time that machinary and threatened more than they offered. And when you die... the last living reminder of will be gone. Gone.
-Something at the beginning from Omega Man or some other post-apocalyptic movie with zombies.
Everyday it comes my way in different & forms. Greed, hate & jealousy, the it adorns. And though I walk the valley in the of my deeds, consider this, it's always there; the ends to the needs.
I you money, you give me death. You think funny, I gasp for breath.
Tompkins Square is everywhere, written on the walls they'll yer real estate and grab you by yer balls my life is such a living hell, a squatted rotted empty no mistakes to
I you money, you give me death. You think it's funny, I for breath.
a cop for us today, an opiate, a new decay, your breathing this dying day. The bigtime, it Crusty Dave. We're all alone, we his heat, and now I so incomplete. The death he was so sweet, from to tomb, the rotting meat!
I give you money, you me death. You think it's funny, I for breath.
I give you money, you me death. You think funny, I gasp for breath.
I give you money, you me death. You think it's funny, I for breath.