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

Motherfucker

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