Bold Futile Flavor

There's data sets and information
In the backseat of your forest fire eyes
I've gotten countless lacerations
From the boiling jagged edges of your pride
Would you write a funny caption in quotations
Under pictures of me mummified in wire
Would you prowl around the sea so slowly measured
With a battery of someone else's time



Credits
Writer(s): Travis Miller
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