I'm pyro, I'm crazy, you won't understand me but you'll die to me. And then you'll quote me. I'm a prophet to the rats but a crazy to the street people, but what I say is remembered and who I touch, they art buried.
or lost. sometimes they're lost. like the one i threw off the bridge, i don't know what i was thinking, of course they didn't find him, but he was bowling so i was angry and i wasn't thinking. that pregnant woman, they found her, i left her on the street but i heard three ran over her before they founder, three!
