RANCID

we're just normal and distant persons to people.

coming from somewhere, but its not important. people are slapped, or secure, and the only approach worth batting is to bash those fat faces in.
Raw, and it hurts so bad, they'll love you.
Because, they live off of pain. The more pain, they can triumph the small obstacles, and smile as they clear the hurdle.
ah fresh ballet,
down as i clear it, all the while knowing i am only ten humans, and 20 of them could lick me no problem. Although when you are one, or a few, you really get the lights and lightning.
and keep it's electronic force.
Because you can concentrate, and twist others.
like a firm grip; its good, and true.
and pathetically, i am pleased.