The Sad Punk
i smell smoke that comes
from a gun named extinction
it was so long ago
could have happened to anyone
he was struck by a bullet
and he melted into fluid named extinction
one thousand miles an hour
i'm just like anyone
i want to feel the road of tar
beneath the wheel named extinction
and evolving from the sea
would not be too much time for me
to walk beside you in the sun
i read something about a
son of a gun named extinction