When we scream the birds fly
because they feel the bass
and its terrifying.
Our hair stands up
which makes our legs stands up
and our arms react to the momentum.
They said we were loud
but they didn't mind
as long as we paid the check.
We drove fast
to taste the wind
in a city still awake at dawn.
We never knew
because they never told us.
They were all so inviting
encouraging
but we didn't care
because boys just want to have fun
and a battlefield is no place for love.
That was when we used our bottles
and we felt lighter
because we were young and impetuous
and learned foreign languages.
Who would have cared
if we magnified the world
till we all burned like ants.
They said carrots were the answer
that they answered all our questions
and so we indulged their recommendation.
All we wanted was to see
and jump farther
but all we got was orange skin
and the blood of rabbits.
We are non believers,
knowing full well we'll fall off the sides
and waiting for moment we do.
To grow old is a liars dream
Peter knew it, and James lived it,
thats when the ticking drove us mad
and we x'ed out the letters
to make a better alphabet
but I can't remember how to speak
only how our fingers work
and how everything else responds.
They say it's all the vitamins
but we've learned not to trust
the lies we heard in the dark.
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