Cold metal, hard lead. Kneeling to the cargo that Having chance mate you can't forget My big bluff baby, my middle finger-cross. My nixed. My 86'ed. My late great loss. I pulled the plug on our suicide booth | to end up the decade chase| through the black. fields. burn. ablaze
ablaze in my heart again this is our last hope decide your debt for this this is our last hope
You were just a hack
I pulled a plug on a suicide machine I shot the moon as the suicide king My big bluff baby, my middle-finger cross. My nixed my 86ed. You were just a hack I've been crossed out