CSX and the Blood Alliance

Scars please save me.

Screams please scar me,

And transmit the code for your illegal acts

And pile silt and lime to make your railroad tracks

Which lead like veins to the center of your heart.

Get out, get out.

I'm convinced now you're going to clog those rails.

Get out, get out.

Bust your stitch now.

Call CSX and the blood alliance.

Pick your scabs off and inhale until you cough.

And then burn your scab pile.

Let it smolder.

Let it smoke.

Let the incense of your platelets form a continent of hope.

Shake.

Watch out, watch out.

It's an earthquake.

It's going to slit your wrist and dump rubble into the Great Lakes

and watch your guideways twist.