letra de ftc - emptymansions
like a pit of tar
or the blackest cloud
where the cranes are crushing bones snapping loud
then i look up to take in
the a beautiful sound
the contrast is stunning
moving & profound
no church bells could ever wake up kenny/the pagan
of my day dream drag strip
com’on kenny i want to ride
i wanna rip it up
i want to fly
burn and peel on fire speed
with the dirty city wind
cleansing me
of all the city’s dirty sins
now shift into 5th
i feel the speed
i’d never thought i’d see
what’s on the helmet
red metal flakes
f.t.c. tagged in white
just above these cracks
from the year
kenny, king of the drags
took it all from way on high
he must have been so god-d-mn high ending his infamous career
paganism
ended in the junkyard grease pit
towards the rear
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