Morning Broke Out The Backside Of A Truck-stop The End Of A Line A Real, Rainbow-likeing, Luck Stop Where You Could Say I Became Chronologically "sick And Ashamed And Happy". Put Ten Bucks In Just To Get The Tank Topped Off. Then, I Found A Place It's Dark And It's Rotted. It's A Cool, Sweet Kinda-place Where The Copters Won't Spot It And I Destroyed The Map, I Even Thought I Forgot It, However, Every-day I'm Dumping The Body. It'd Be Better For Us If You Don't Understand. It'd Be Better For Me If You Don't Understand They Don't Know How Old I Am, They Found Armour In My Belly From The 16th Century, Conquistador, I Think. They Don't Know How Old I Am, They Found Armour In My Belly. Passion Out Of Machine-revving Tension, Lashing Out At Machiine-revving Tension, Brushing By The Machine-revving Tension