Extremities
How you doin this mornin?
I'm pulling off my exterior
Please forgive me if I'm sore
And I said, quick remedy
Couldn't get up in the morning
Marvelous moving picture
Maybe I like it even more
Through the brine
My life is mine
Don't you ever underestimate my power
It's 40 time
Non-euclidian plot develops
Another snarl
Won't get me far
I don't want to know what I'd do without you
Im a shit umpire
There's a feeling so inept
A tunneling spider web
A bother to attend to
A fleeting functional moment
A credence concerning atonement