Drive my car baby
What did I eat
It's out on the sidewalk
It's into the street
It's in my mouth baby
It's starting to bleed
It's in my fingers
Where I feed
And on the air the music stops between notes fractured into decibels,
The innocence howls like light
Only when you breathe the apocalypse in flesh tones
You lose yourself you swallow and swim down
Can you see what crawls up in
In the back of your eyes baby
What a mess
It's in my hair now
About to confess
While some gods hear the adoring call
And smash their angels on the walls
And on the air the people slit their throats, fat, in rhythm
as the great ad breaks
the infinite now primetime
I'd watch it but the apocalypse is the ultimate entertainment
The apocalypse has been done so many times
When you realize that this moment is the same one that we lost
Written on a paper that you thought was on a train
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