ive always had a Bad Habit of Living in Chaos. so One Fine Day i decided to Defy You and realised I Gotta Get Away from L.A.P.D. they caught me driving with The Worst Hangover Ever and gave me a D.U.I. i exclaimed, "I Got A Right", so they made me step out of the car and while they searched it, i realized they would find Mota, and thought to myself, "When You're In Prison, theres at least 52 Girls that will Behead you for a Hypodermic". so to avoid it, i Raced Against Myself to Sin City, and before they knew it, i was Gone Away. i was Amazed i was able to escape The Noose. it was A Long Way Home to Baghdad, but I Choose freedom over the End Of The Line. however, when i got to the Crossroads, i knew Americana was a better bet, and said "Dammit, I Changed Again". i was a Million Miles Away, but said Huck It. i knew if i upped my pace, they were Never Gonna Find Me. when i arrived, One Hundred Punks said Welcome, because i was Pretty Fly(For a White Guy). they handed me a newspaper that read, Jennifer Lost The War, and i wondered if i had Something To Believe In anymore. my Self Esteem was in a Session of Smash It Up. to become Totalimmortal again, i grabbed the phone, dialed out and said, "Hey Joe, Have You Ever had Feelings that you wanted to Change The World 80 Times?". to which he replied "i know you need to Pay The Man, but Why Dont You Get A Job?". i replied, "It'll Be A Long Time, but Genocide will end Autonomy and will give us Time To Relax, and allow us to Come Out And Play." Joe murmered "I knew the Kids Arent Alright" and hung up. i felt So Alone, and armed with a Lightning Rod, and Da Hui by my side, we set out to find The Meaning of Life as we were Staring At The Sun. to Spare you The Details, For A Thousand Days, we turned Nothing From Something and now have shirts full of Bloodstains from trying to Kill The President in an effort to end our Conspiracy Of One. now, many people tell me "I Cant Get My Head Around You", and mutter "She's Got Issues", but i Take It Like A Man because i know its Cool To Hate, so i just Leave It Behind, and i know as Demons, We Are One, but Not The One, (Get It Right), who will Come Out Swinging with No Breaks until Forever And A Day because we are Vultures who just want to Hit That and Burn It Up with Dirty Magic. yes, im talking to you, Killboy Powerhead. Ill Be Waiting till youre Out On Patrol to Smash your Elders with a Blackball. then procede to Kick Him When He's Down. but im No Hero, Me And My Old Lady just Want You Bad.
