destroyer
you wandered in there
you wanted it in there
every night you took the air
gasping for anything - there sits the boston strangler
calling all cars! the palace has a moss problem
it glows in the dawn light
goes wherever you go
sewn into your hem
it's me versus them
first us versus not a goddamn thing
then the blind bitch versus the clucking hen
in a ring
around the razor's edge
kinda dark in here