Murdered Death if you were pummeled sound would you hear a single sound if you were a drunken mound do you think you d have drowned you walked so stiff yet down the gate fallen drift away so late you know you re gone flow through the gate just the course of motherless fate tipped over slowly down fed up of this lifeless town only escape is under her gown take a hit you ll get shown over at the party i once knew a friend of mine he was new picked a fight with ol six foot two next he said he gonna sue left or right i see nothing good once or twice maybe more misunderstood can t quite dream don t do no good so i drift into my phantasmal wood protected around kept quiet within nothing here not life nor sin i hold victory so you can win or die as a mouse from my cousins pin held from laughter by the rain trapped inside my own domain i can t help wonder about this pain or if everyone else is quite as sane maybe it s me maybe it s not could be you with this kind of brain rot inside your head tingles the pot but you had to throw in your lot lost without money on the side street one or two buds i happened to meet they were wired not fit for sleep their minds weren t there for keep wandered around for endless peace but never found a jawless piece no laughter resounds from my place my endless life of discreet grace you could join me if you knew how find me in my crazed town now horrified from what i ve saw or just crazed like a rabid cow