to recognize that we are dying if we live alone let's send our energy out with what we know and unify today because our freedom sits at the end of a gun
sign, beware of animals A fuckin wild habitat My living room is the wilderness with spots on My carpet Practicing my gun targets Virtual reality is a rough end
a fly on the wall All I want to do Is go fly a kite Or take a hike And try and keep myself From taking a flying leap There's ringing in my ears Especially
up like a old man in a Bonneville Disguised, ready to chastise and dissapoint my prey Surprise, the element, apply pressure Get back at the motherfucker, snatch back at
, beware of animals A fuckin wild habitat My living room is the wilderness with spots on my carpet practicing my gun targets Virtual reality is a rough end
