kyrptonite aint right...But to me if feels good..poison to my being but grab it like I should...grip and consume...taste and resume...I know its killing me but I like the comfort in my tomb... White silk sheets 1020 threads...kyrptonite buffet on 120 beds...eat until Im full..drink until Im dead...kyrptonite tonight? Want until Im fed...I got a queer eye...for those who live crooked...what happend... to your kyrptonite?.. I forgot that I took it....Staring at its power I feel weak in my knees...straight to my knees...weakin your knees...Cuz this battle becomes nutral...when weakness is seen mutral...Eyes on the green screen...and both of us are colored green...tonight..we dine in a roomfull of kryptonite...Cuz weakness would never be exposed if we all Loved Kryptonite....