You‘ve been talkin‘ in tongues for years now haven‘t ya.
Encoding the view into your body of work.
The story goes - that somewhere across the prairie spine you severed
all ties to the crime, and drove on for miles.
With a seaward gaze, and empathic eyes, you seduced the sirens with
money and lies for an alibi.
You‘d always said you‘d never let yourself become an accessory to
mediocrity.
"Nobody moves and nobody gets hurt. I‘m here for the shepherd and
the chauffeur."
You‘d always said, you‘d never let yourself become an accessory
to mediocrity