Face Unlimited Days...Daze I Want To Tell you to go Kildare...I swear I never k**ed her I swear I never...nevermind Time... Seconds like the wrinkles bringing age Turn the lights off, calendars hide too many pages I can not tell you How the flesh upon your face Burns into a characticure Which enlightens no one and mocks your soul
Oil drawing hair, I'm so scared Of old age dementia Old age senility Flowered serenity Old timer Annihilate the articulate k** him for his words Faster ba*tards I'm getting tired Of false belief, obsolete impressioned structure Please refer to the scriptures And tell me I'm wrong