WAREHOUSE
I’ve lived, three times in a row
what you call a disaster
hit place of a crasher
splits in the mind of a drifter
you got,
here on ever after, half a mile and a hall made of plaster
cavities in a smile that leads to insanity
better sit the man right and act passively
the rot, is slowly growing vast from a past i’ve been trying to recast
and forget the whole
scenes, from a scary picture outcast in a screen from a silly structure
bits of a lonely soul in destruction
reminisce a time of change and distraction
a place where art has no name and man has no shame
what a lame heart we had for the future
effort is the key to the land of the clever
day and night you can live the fact but never sign the pact
weighs on you just like a shark attack
bang bang
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