The world is locked inside a box
The light is out my mind is ****ed
Glowing trails of gasoline
marks the life I haven't seen
Another asphalt paradise
shouldn't take us by surprise

Remote control your mothers brain
Eat the kitchen floor again

Surfing on the urban sky
Watching all the preachers die
Stripping off your skin and bones
Stripping off your skin and bones
this is just inspired, every bit of it, im trying to think of something to crit, but its just perfect, hmmmm, maybe add another verse???
Sorry if Ive offended some kind of Punk God I should brush up on my Commandments of Punk maybe copy down the Punk Bible a few thousand times so I don't forget again sorry for my error O Punk Master Of All Things That Are Punk .