please, policeman, no heel-to-toe, oh please, let me go

so if you see me please, take my keys, i don’t wanna be an organ donor

take it away, hands

the fetid stench of bad intentions hangs in the sweat, i’m in a sauna hot with drama, and i’m tryin’ to forget

his ego a mosquito, evil incarnate/good incognito

if the shoe fits would you walk that mile? You could put it on the other foot, it’s the same size

blood, didn’t they want your blood? so why apologize for being blue and cold?

parlance of imbalanced cambia’s been challenged, at best AstraZeneca’s just theoretical

but, i’ll tell you what, i’m not afraid to die

since nobody will tell me where these bastards go, i’ll see for myself i think they might go to hell

somebody help me, WHOO!

salt on the glass, coke on the knife is there anything left to escape but life? i didn’t sign- i didn’t sign up for this

rolling my third eye into the back of my head and squinting through the black saw no center, saw not where it lead

i won’t stop to drop to draw a line in the sand ‘cause i’ll be picked apart to pieces by coyotes i’m a lizard in the hand of the medicine man who is the wizard of the land on wild peyote

pulls back skinny lips to reveal a proboscis, seems Seth Brundle's at it again

everyone’s just blood in an ice tray

takes a village to fake a whole culture

oh lord, heart bluer than my balls

leave Eden with my seeds in your stomach

Chickenscratch Rembrandts of your likeness, all this nonsense makes me think