the summer lords have come to town
and i pound my grind through the
polished old town
an ancient abolishionist
showing off the ego
like an exhibitionist

i remember it all
breaking up
turning it around
tossing cards
when bored
see what numbers
come round

i remember her
with violet eyes
the dreamgirl
sent to save me
but she couldnt
cause i was maybe

too far on the jagged
ledge
and like a toxin
my heart was ragged
running knockin'

grab the fear
like a great connection
stare into the wells
for the souls reflection
holding hands like
im still in love
while the suns glide
down waking up the
other side

of all that was of you
and the me of we

but i dont say fuck it
wear my cross
dont chuck it
lean back my walk
and pull a snarl
i wont die
cause i dont drive like
james dean
just stare ahead
drop the hatch
and drive low

pop pop pop
we rounded off
the top

like
now
you
see
it

now
you
wont

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