Speed

We were shredding our lips and swatches. Mixing blood with soda on the rocks. Lining every vein in silken pouches. A normal evening, A normal home. Buckle up, I guess you'd better. I will break the posted limits. You and me, your friend will not see together. We'll skip to rest on different sides of tracks. Grinding lycra skin against a coal fire. Pouring wine on bodies from on high. Souvenir scars for friends and lovers. Those little somethings To remember me by. Buckle up, I guess you'd better. I will break the posted limits. You and me, your friend will not see together. We'll skip to rest on different sides of tracks. Buckle up, I guess you'd better. I will break the posted limits. You and me, your friend will not see together. We'll skip to rest on different sides of Tracks. Buckle up, I guess. Buckle up, I guess you'd better.