A Holocaust (An Apology To...) Testo

explain the electric fix,the leather and the lips,
my arm twists.
your heart kickstarts
in record time.
the bottom line?
which words were mine.
a notch in the gun for
a lonely ride,
and back to the basics
where i hide.
tired and turbulant - i tried.
lament for the lines we cannot cross,
incentives lost:
a holocaust.