Red Rover
Red Rover
Lucky
Four leaf Clover
destroyed
and rebuilt every day over.
Brain storm
give birth to flashes of
the olden times
before the temple
she was caught fire
prospects
of a rebel lost in the night.
Fast train car kids
watching the white lines too long
road hypnosis
with pantie overdoses
limp dicks
and coffin kisses
Malatov sun rises
burning bones
to keep the skin warm.
We ran out of last nails driven
at least five fucking nails ago.
Bandits holding
smoking pistols
escaping through windows
into vanilla sheets
with demons and tits.
Finding honor where it doesn't belong
never respected
this was never a heroes song.
i wish it was.
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