The Sad Punk

I smell smoke

that comes from a gun

named extinction

named extinction

named extinction

named-

it was so long ago

could have happened to anyone

he was struck by a bullet

and he melted into fluid

named extinction

named extinction

named extinction

named... ooo wowa eeuoo!!!

named extinction!!!



one thousand miles an hour

i'm just like anyone

i want to feel

the road of tar beneath the wheel

named extinction

named extinction

named extinction

named ooo wowa woooaahhhhhwww!!!!!!!!



and evolving from the sea

would not be too much time for me

to walk beside you in the sun



i read something

about a son of a gun

named extinction

extinction

extinction

extinction