rite aid parking lot here for one purpose here for one thought trip nobody only us three a spark a light the darkest night a plastic pipe inhale it right zero it zero it awash on exhale zero it zero it brother o' brother you are melting what was that flash!? The greens The reds The paddles that flip Machinery and machinations Sinking in false substrations What is this trip? A circuit Transistors Transistors Transistors I don't feel my steps Backward I crawl From the skies I fall zero it zero it awash on exhale zero it zero it Let's not do this In a parking lot again.
