No one knows. Where to
go. When they fly low.
No one knows. Where to
go. When they fly low.
A crack in the aisle.
A crack in the smile. A crack in the head. You saw nothing, now go to bed.
An invisible
compasion. A fusion of fists.
Save some souls. Save
some souls.
Who do you. Who do you
believe. Who do you believe in. Live in. Not me.
Don’t you say you died
for me.
I’m not me.
I’m not me.
Every day. The same
beggar walks on by.
Every day. The same
beggar walks on by.
Every day. I give him
nothing.
Every day. I give him
nothing.
Today it is Monday.
Yesterday it was Tuesday. Wednesday the day before.
Something pulled me
in. A fusion of reds.
All they tell me is
you got hit by a Porsche. Beneath the red
traffic light. In the traffic jam. Why didn’t you take your pills. Take your
pills. Take your pills.
I’m not me.
I’m not me.
JOHN DOES DOZING IN
THE JUNGLE DISTRICTS!
JANE DOES DOZING IN
THE GERM DENS!
WHY DON’T YOU GO AND
CHECK THE PULSE?
WHY DON’T YOU GO AND
CHECK THE PULSE?
YOU PROMISED THE DEAD
SHALL RISE!
HE WHO BELIEVETH IN ME
HE SHALL LIVE!
SO WHY DON’T YOU GO
AND CHECK THE PULSE??
F.B.I. D.E.A.
ROSWELL
F.B.I. D.E.A.
ROSWELL
F.B.I. D.E.A.
ROSWELL
F.B.I. D.E.A.
ROSWELL
F.B.I. D.E.A.
ROSWELL
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