Broken Dog Leg

I'm going to break my legs in silence in the house in the field where we left you to die in your bedroom with your music at one hundred necessity is leaving me remember i'm going to get up and go to work to an office in the mountains calculations of destruction with computers the alarm clock acts as mother the effects of a system that keeps looking down upon intuition pull yourself out of the gutter motherf**ker when you're bleeding and it feels just like your bleeding she was seventeen and she was a baby she was a baby when she was just seventeen but its a ghost town ghost town face down in the belly of a whale this machine makes many machines to move upstream and a swarm blood borne pathogens you made in mind you'd change the cars up well i got home but you really got home