I live in a very small town.
Wich I thought I own…but not.
I live in front of a church.
I hate it when every day play the bells headache.
And it seems that in this small town.
Everybody is dying downtown.
I wake up and step to my my little balcony.
And then I seem to see.
Another funeral car for the disease,
please!! this is traumatic,
you idiots left me un static
i just saw the fourth if i count right
and is not so bright
to look out your own balcony
and see agony.
Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.