there's someone down the road
blowing you a kiss
they watch from their windows
as their arms fall to their sides
and all eyes fix
on the death of tomorrow.
and you found everything you need
to make a life complete
completely revolting.
and they have safely
to say hello the street
i see you and like every day.

you had time to waste
but i'm not sorry.
such a basket case.
hide the cutlery
i had time to kill.
it's dead and buried.
you've got gas (guts) to spill
but know i'm just worried.

there's creatures awaking up in this dark trees
awaiting like vultures
and eyes rolled back turned white and time to flee
a salivating hunger
for you and everything they bleed
to make a death complete
completely unnatural.
they salvaged the lives
behind most dead eyes
and watched you while you sleep every night and
thanks to [benjamindstevens] for the corrections