It will always be
The end of time
The end of law
The end of life
The dogs will howl
And yank the leash
From tree to tree
From each to each
Does the man who makes the shoes own you, clown? You can't
Even pry the name plate off, now can you? Fix it
With your tiny fist there--James
Van Der Beek and them sisters from Sister, Sister
The only one that's ever felt this is you
The force that's forcing you
To feel like
Busting up a starbux
Busting up a starbux
This bitter drink
Has made you drunk
The thoughts you think
Become unthunk
The sky's ablaze
The sea is too
The water's red
The flames are blue
