O.O.O

Is it selling arms or selling your body, either one, i can't believe you can still breath just fine. Cigarettes tend to burn one's head. Government just stares and waits. The sky turns blue as the sea turns red. Does it ever end? Does it ever end? You just grab my hand and look into my eyes. And you push away all that's mine. You cleanse me from myself and my mind. You megadose me into space and time. You catapult me into cocaine lines. And then you push me back to earth where i shall divine. Fight the good fight with the heroes. No one tends to think of them killers. You just wait and see just like the government is. We shall devour each other at the World's end. It's coming so prepare, i hear the roars from the dead looming the plains. When we all go to sleep the all turn to rest. One phone call, One stop. One kiss. Good bye.