Uggh!. Pull, pull. Wuh!. Come on!. Uggh!. . Solo, I'm a soloist on a solo list. Al live, never on a floppy disk. Inka, inka, bottle of ink. Paintings of rebellion.
Huh!. Check it...uggh!. Silence. Something about silence makes me sick. Cause silence can be violent. Sorta like a slit wrist. . If the vibe was suicide.