HOW CRUEL IS THE GOLDEN RULE WHEN THE LIVES WE LIVED ARE ONLY GOLDEN PLATED AND I KNEW THAT THE
LIGHTS OF THE CITY WERE TOO HEAVY FOR ME THOUGH I CARRIED KARATS FOR EVERYONE TO SEE AND I SAW GOD
CRY IN THE REFLECTION OF MY ENEMIES AND ALL THE LOVERS WITH NO TIME FOR ME AND ALL OF THE MOTHERS
RAISE THEIR RABIES TO STAY AWAY FROM ME TONGUES ON THE SOCKETS OF ELECTRIC DREAMS WHEN THE SEWAGE
OF YOUTH DROWNED THE SPARK OF MY TEENS