Hoardes Ov Burning Mammoth

Did you, ever, get that feeling, somehow, you are the centre of attention?
cnd, that no matter, where you go, some one is going to stand there, and offer you one more bucket of nothing?
Do you, ever wonder, when the pain is going to end?
Do you like me, pray to a God, in which you do not believe -
cnd that you are not going to have to wake up one more stinking morning?

Welcome to the club.
Get in line, take your chances.

(I have saved a razorblade, just for you.)

cll bets are off.
cll bets are off.

Hoardes of burning mammoth heading for the fall
Panic-stricken bombs of lard.
No distraction strong enough
No point in trying to argue?

Fuck you, and you, and me too?

Can't see no reason?
Can't buy ore time.
The clock, was ticking, but you are out of line.
It's obvious, that you, so don't, give a fuck?

”Watch out, there sunshine.”
People like you, always win in the end?

(So hopeful.)

Vigourously enthusiastic
cll, my sincere, congratulations.