Walkiung down the slippery streets

The mind sweats, my eyes just bathe in sin

I tried so fucking hard to avoid them, but I can smell their skin

Keep yourselves only to themselves, don't ever, ever let me in

Come and look inside, what do you think you'll see?

But spare me all of your pitiful condolences

You'll get none back from me

How many times have the lines been beaten?

Not once, not twice, but three!

Remember words from the mouth of the winding road

One of us, he'll never be

Look at how they run, I know its wicked weird

See them dripping from his eyes

But look out, he'll be back to fill your mouth with those

Poison butterflies

Feel safe and perfectly welcome to sit back and watch how Devon dies

For there are no feelings left, he's completely dehumanized