Alaskan Flounder Basket

I remember business

Before it gets too deep enough

I remember when your walls you walk close

In bitterness, constraint onward

In bitterness, game on...

Look what you've done

You've gone to play the man again

Look what you've got

A mindless work load

A tasteless dog

Morning wood

A stabbing end and your alone...

I love your...

Nice surprise

You'll get it one day for yourself

Fuller...

A nice surprise...

We bow our heads

Over and over and over again

Off with her head

When will it end?

I'll be seeing your fucking faces soon

Sooner then you know

Night falls to the grace of what we know

Praise all the pretty girls

We'll bide alone

Of what we know

By and by

To the grace of what we know

Needles spin to the drop of flow.