all known do gooders need well prescribed prescriptions too sometimes (robotic remix)
story board fantastic seas like these flood happy our mind scape cities with feelings of well wishing copper dropped from some high stance relative position the anchors tied to broken meals incase the formercast hides it all above longworn eyes sings the that dont ever doubt that thesunwillset
below the fire stacking the bricks of halle normal me selfish awareness forms foundations of downtrod me salvation knocks from ear to ear of this is realy me born again in light of fraud to hear the where is me
tripped into accihappiness forwarned love so strong to hold the bonds come on add indictive handle on issues left in rotted wrong minus swallowed light ecstatic harmony weighs the nothing more comparatives spent on eventuality finding out the fall still falls just in different form
battle scars stain chilly skin wrinkles the lightning rod red books write authors rising up into low down bummed out seas realness branches out of this the wrongdone disease spread none forget the feelings of tainted joy for something like pure felt