A red glare
I don't want maple syrup
I don't want America
I wanna be in Europe
I wanna go to Manila
I was lost in America
Don't want us to go under
I just wanna be your lover
There's something going on
It's up in thee air
Smell it in the climate
Dropping overhead
Fuck that shit up
Leave us in a hole
My tongue-tied
Turnt down
I sleep underground
When you're out
Madness
Don't know how to stay
In one place
Somebody help!
It's burning
My part in
Enlightenment