Atmosphere: Abusing of the rib

[Slug] I wanna follow the footprints across my lovers stomach i wanna call out her name before i plum it i wish i had a map of the terrain so i could step around the landmines avoid the beasts under the bed that read they bedtimes i wanna find these here socalled treasures the pleasures the trinkets the never ending weekends acknowladging that i'm still just a piece of the sequense but seeing this different footprints got me needin to show my weekness time lies the time zones i cross them with my eyes closed memorise the landmarks and learn the cycles the weather patterns how the seasons effect the east and the west of each region learning cylces forget about the fact that many trails have been tracked maybe it's a plus that theres a path if this was some uncharted land i'd have to be a smarter man willing to travel the farthest to unravel the harvest and natural resources are unlimited exploration only requires some desire and initiative take your time and find the right way to climb it ain't safe to play games with natures mind if i could show you, you would never leave it and if i could show you, you would never leave it if i could show you, you would never leave it and if i could show you, you would never leave it if i could show you, you would never leave it and if i could show you, you would never leave it if i could show you, you would never leave it and if i could show you, you would never i wanna ride a train up my lovers arm stop of at the brain then hop out and find out what's going on cut thru trees and ride thru rocks and synchronise the universal sun down to my watch i've seen a lot but not quite as much as her the top went of the memory and the imagination blurred but i know she's been put thru hell i can feel it and i know she's touched having this well trying to steal it it came on and it tought her a song it's strung her along and it caught her when the god was gone now to the break-o-dawn she's tryin to feel that fix and all the family and friends is tryin to seel them lips but i ain't dumb i can hear that train come from miles away setting obstacles to stop the arrival i'm gonna blow up that iron in wood rogue from what i understood those be the aura fit's of his survival my recidal another tantrum because she's highly excitable swinging wings of red nova happy endings always of to a bad start addictive voyeuristic to the trackmarks and if i could show you, you would never leave it (fade till end)