Bodies On The Avenue

A fast hand and a car crash in every piece that was 
smashed. They smoked off the sidewalk, carcinogen and 
crisscrossed.

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Add it up, do the math. It is all a blood bath. Knocking 
you right off your feet. They drop dead on the street. 
Colliding through all the blue bodies on the avenue.

Coming closer behind the wheel, they didn't think he would 
kill. Bodies on the avenue moved as it was of use. Tires 
squeal and you turn the wheel fast. Glass breaks as they 
collapse. Schizophrenia consumes. We didn't know what to 
do. Say a verse solemnly true, a paradise lost for you.