This gun is loaded, devoted
You postulate the rest
Riding the seesaw
There's no law
That I have ever met
I'm just a flat punk
On dead junk
Riding a vanguard
Cut from the vaunted
I'm haunted, till death do us part

for the past four damn weeks weve had nothing but blistering heat, which i dont do well in, it slowly seeps all strength away from me while the cold traps it all in. guess if i was a superhero the summer would be my weakness. but last night was sheer beauty. Me and two others had duty and we just sat on the faintail of the ship as we watched the black clouds come our way, streaks of lightning shooting from everywhere. and as we saw it come towards us we could feel the shift from hot to cold happen almost instantaneously. it felt so good and then even better when a downpour just swept over us as the lightning was now near us instead of just flashes of light in the distance. and all above us was pure black, till of course lightning would light areas up. it felt good. real good...

Fall in hate with me with one trick
You will want it all

The yeah-yeah tears
The now and here
The without anyone at all
I'm torn without
I'm crying out for doom