Defiance Ohio - Floodwaters
I was wading through the floodwaters. You were waiting out a drought. Do I have that kind of love? Is that what it would take to see this out? Hold your empty disemboweled gas tanks up high. Turn them into a bong or a still? Lotting through the gas stations, tilling up our backyards? That's my rosy picture of the end times, my friend.
Bodies crumble about as fast as a house in the sub, and what you leave behind is an un-corporeal monument of time - whether by needle, your own hands, war, an empty belly, bus, or bug?
? We all go seperate and together. As such, while I'm alive, show me love!
Letras Defiance Ohio