Disinfections of intentions
Oh god you're always too young
For institutions and disillusions
But I want the streets I want the beats I want the
Running

The devilish smiles
When you get what we're doing come around
When you want what we're having be prepared for the fire
Of your life to go out
Exclamation scar
I get the inspiration in mistakes and high stakes and
Fuck yes compulsion
Running so fast
They're leaving no footprints behind
So fast