Dead in the back. midnight sun taking all that money can buy human wreckage
electrica man’s first approach. death takes a ride taking a holiday. slick
and clean a murder machine. tracks off the
Skidding towards thunderhead. teasing the rail spar ks from his brain slashing.
yeah cribdeath, killing the craddle, crunching the baby in a dashboardlight. yea
like some cheesy as* figurines, jesus, mary, joesph crushed into her f**k’n
head, sprayed against the windshield, profit or pleasure I swear I s wear.
blasting away a bit*h in the back 18 yea 14 childbride sunshine sex. big day
exit whiskey o’women winning winning spree so long. skin bone fabulous path
fireball fun radio on cranking saying. somekind of portable radio melted into
her screaming legs. keep on keeping, remote images, serious discomfort, a story
of more than cheap thrills, incestous demonized desire made to be broken, made
to be broken, made to be broken....