Deerborne, 1945

Ahh Should've shoot them a circle I feel it through me Left crying I was left crying Ah Sitting in the cold I wish I was the way was bad Get away from the past and here I stand I just stood up on the asphalt In a blink of events I took the fast life It aggravated and assaulted Ass life Nocturnal Anteater Of a lightbulb Had people who speaketh truth Stuck under assimilation It was covered up, left covered up in conversation The last word that was heard was assimilating Woke up in the future Stating thats way out Listen Should've shoot them a circle I feel it through me Left crying I was left crying Ah Sitting in the cold I wish I was the way was bad Get away from the past and here I stand Should've shoot them a circle I feel it through me Left crying I was left crying Ah Sitting in the cold I wish I was the way was bad Get away from the past and here I stand