i'm thunder on a highway lookin bad bad bad
riddle me this
ms. captivation
will the world
ever look the same
again?
is there anything
worth loving around here
will my stomach
and my brain
ever come to settle?
between sight and sound
i keep repeatin myself
convincin nobody but me
when in doubt or disorder
it's best to be free
did i lose decision
in the shallow trench
i dug in desperation?
i was only
a weary corpse
who brought me here?
to this standstill
at the bottom of the sea?
the flood of
wide warnings