He'll lose himself to the sensation of the stilletoed temptation, The billboard peepshows with the super-sized lies. He'll waste the money he so shamelessly worked the streets for On chemical romances that distract him from the skies.
This is just a small excerpt from a song I wrote but didn't like. Another larger portion of the deceased song is the piece i wrote titled "Future of Society". i just like this small bt on its own. i may incorporate it into a song soon.