A Manifesto Of Tangible Wealth Testo

denny holds tight

chrome death kiss on a platter

he enters like raid to a hive

what/who do you want to be

or would you rather die here tonight

this is just an empty, sickening mural of cubicles and apparel

draw business with syringes

a stethoscope can hear the faint ticks of a nine to five

have you ever seen a life much sadder

but still you climb