
Sirens from the distance remind you all this
might have been a mistake
as you spray flawless pentagrams
onto the gravel at the highway turnaround.
The cops don’t stand a chance
if you walk the devil on a leash.

Sirens from the distance remind you all this
might have been a mistake
as you spray flawless pentagrams
onto the gravel at the highway turnaround.
The cops don’t stand a chance
if you walk the devil on a leash.

I hear you breathe through the walls
we’ve painted not too long ago
three layers in two days
Will this be enough paint?
It should do for now.
it never did
though I’ve been waiting for
your breathing to soften
like meat in teeth
it never did
there’s no paint left
and white is not even a real color
I know that now
I put all my stuff on your backseat
you put all your crimes in a paperbag
friendly fire in the streets
we keep moving
to fight this thing in different places
burn a flag, burn a cross, burn some calories
while moving on the ashes
we keep dancing cause we’re cold