Don't screw up,
Don't be dumb...

Secrete the graffiti
and scream for me...

Hurt for life
and sorry for that...

As Aphorism burns, you learn to appal
You gawk with ease, at the gauche gathering...

Can it be possible, to maneuver through life?
We march around, with error forever...

People start to drift away,
As they realize I'm not there...