Apter Into
by The National Acrobat· from For All Practical Purposes, Is Dead
I am the fuel that sparks your mind on fire I'm not your average human being I'm the guy in the attic with the bedsheets on and where were you when the moon went down you were six feet in the swampy ground. Adapt to this, where were you I am the fuel, your mind, the went down, not the average attic adapt to this?