"Take me there. Take me there."
An anti-human drunk or sober
Love poem diverges in its opening credits,
Her voice sounds like a time machine
A bogus rogue in a world of explosive energies
Do we ask the brown ash
Canals the walls
Oasis Dylan Shultz and some recorded
Delivery off Lorne Road in Liverpool, England
Dropped in smoke - "Take me there."
Truely the C captains itself overboard;
An ounce by the water
My Heroine delivers only me,
Its echo return dressed only in human skin,
"Take me there"
Make no mistake old microwaveable future
Already 8% of this century,
And not the least gonna to see the end of it;
Repeat take me away
Christ, do you realise where you are right now?
A chemical bring-down already