Dead in the back. Midnight sun taking all. That money can buy. Human wreckage. . Electrica man's. First approach. Death takes a ride. Taking a holiday.
Have no eyes. I must see. You walk out. A violent burst. Of some kind, kind. Kind, kind. Mind state. A dirty little drunk. And cluttered. Shinning a problem.
Ze wheels o' fire. A double man defier. A motor and I. Regenerate. . I am your final Pompeii. O 'etched in acid. Like a shack of hate. . Love in the gut a downbeat Caesar.
"He can't get away with by the time. He gets in front of the jury. He'll be a good boy", said man one. At a little before five o'clock. . He went through the basement.