• a heart that full up like a land fill
    a job that slowely kills you
    bruises that won't heal
    you look so tired'N'happy
    bring down the government
    they dont speak for us
    I'll take a quiet life
    a handshake with carbon monoxide
    No ALARMs ANd No SuPrises
    SiLeNT,silent
    this is my final fit
    my final bellyache
    with
    NO AlaRms and nO suPrIses
    please
    such a pretty house
    and such a pretty garden
    NO aLaRMs and no SupRises please
    underwater dwellers have no OxyGen