Black
Creeping up my arms
Slithering around my neck
How do I keep to this track
I've riddled my songs
With bullet holes
And actual riddles
Don't give a fuck
What the radio says
I go wherever the fuck I want
This freeway is mine
Got a Hummer
Humming and sighing
Bleeding from the back
Oil spills everywhere
Black
Creeping up my arms
Drive you fools
The manhunt is on
The radio star is dead in the trunk
YOU ARE READING
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Poetrymainstream went down the drain (featuring: CHVRCHES, The Killers, twenty-one pilots, Porter Robinson, Anamanaguchi, The Belle Game, iamamiwhoami, Purity Ring, etc.)
