Tiltwheel Battle Hymn For The Recluse Youth Part 1
An artery of held back emotions has burst The thread of this fabric has lost its wax And I've become unglued, there's nothing I can do to make a fist and tape it up and take it out on you No this ain't the bomb it's an air raid siren You can make your excuses but I'm not buying it. No nothing has changed.
