>drive

of course you fucking knew it
you knew it all along
i'd give my life
just to sleep again

my quiver's full of roses
bloodied up my hands and now
I'll face my own foes
I'll fake my own prose

the government
has issued me
a certificate
"Keep eyes on me"

domestic disturbance is a-ok
by me, you see,
i believe in hope and light
hiding in the flame of the dragon's tree

cutting off the oxygen
you make me so fucking frail
are you machine?
or am I just going fucking crazy?
prognosis: no casualty
just a bruised out cruiser
with a hatful of dreams