Into Everything

Quarter slot the pictures hot. You can be so damn ugly. Flickering is sickening the show. Sexual intellectual, feel so raw makes me crazy. Pocket full of quarters left to go. I said I'm fine. Work the line. Punch the clockit never meant that much. Wake up, wake up it's here agian. Whisky shot drink it up. One more bottle just to wash the cut away, away. Into everything, into everything, into everything, into everything. My wife's alone, the kids at home. She can be so damn ugly. Her face is blured without a word to say. I spray the dream with gasoline. Just one match, be so easy. Splatterings of you along the way. I said I'm fine. Work the line. Punch the clock it never meant that much. Wake up, wake up it's here again. On a whim stole the car. Heard the shot ring out. It seemed so far away, away. Into everything, into everthing, into everything, into everything. Into everything, into everything, into everything, into everything. In quarter slot the pictures hot. You can be so damn ugly. Flickering is sickening the show. Sexual intellectual. Feel so raw makes me crazy. Pocket full of quarters left to go, to go, to go now.

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