SIREN CALL. deviate from the midline the edges must be good for something a shopping stroll of convenience will not let me run down the clock so better differ to the left or right would that really make me feel alright? or is it better if I‘d take a bat swing it wild and hammer it all down? oh bury me – I‘ve got to bleed my high ideals this foretaste of hell I can‘t face another day screaming out from the top of my lungs I admit that the courage is gone no sulking no wailing will ever make this go away make fast work of pressure to change so i might find a way to arrange with all the dumb shit that there is to say about to sleepwalk into perdition i’d like to clatter every mouth that says ”I didn‘t know, I did not expect“ as if it would be such intricate to understand that ignorance means death oh bury me – I‘ve got to bleed my high ideals this foretaste of hell I can‘t face another day screaming out from the top of my lungs I admit that the courage is gone no sulking no wailing will ever make this go away