Under Gravity Seven Old Fires
Take the tablet. In your sugarhigh field. Your like intermezzo. And I don't know yet. Everything. You do doesn't bother me. I'm always in the life net. You messed up. An' I don't know yet. It's not ready and it's not good. Your always a sorry fool. Now the tables have turned. Your very own life. Has crumbled and burned. I'd laugh if I had a voice. Young people smoking young cigars. Look what I said. Hey.
