For people who like OM's to be fast
I walk away
'n beg
for the day to stop
'n rewind a picture
of perfet clots
carrying joy
to the world
curling back with a curse
braceing for the impact of a hearse
in your life
with the knife
you relie on
to talk to your soul
that youd rather die on
cuz youd give up every contract
you signed 'n get back
on the track
that youve been running
to save your back
from the mags,that are glad
that hatred spreads over
the rumors of mad
stars that get rid of it
by getting behind bars
it never ends
paparazzi is just somethin
that life needs to feed on
to get a message that Hell sent......