One Scream
There’s two screens
One watching us watching you
The other a blank
We should have a gun for melody
As we sink this ship as we
Throw life lines
Like caution, to the wind
Keep it simple
Follow your instinct
We are extinct
Before we know
Go with the flow like dead fish
And the latest a tax
Distracted from the dream degrees from the ideal home
Exhibition stuff
The land's cabin 13
Room for one ‘o‘ one
Tug ‘o’ war man ‘o’ war
There’s a harsh edge to this taste
