Testo di Stoke Extinguisher

Foreign tabs, powders and booze How ludicrous with some much to lose A tightrope walk on a frayed rope A discerning slippery slope A Soviet Roulette without a net We got it Lunatic! The O.G. narcissistic With a me impotency A perilous recipe What the fuck is wrong with me? Modesty! Is for sure something I lack A freight train without a track Only ends in tragedy What the fuck is wrong with me Meaningless evocative talks Racing lips and crushing rocks Fixing things that weren't broke Extinguishing everyone's stoke Huh! Precaution! Then discarding all caution I consider every risk of the things I can't resist Is there something wrong with Undergrounds (subterranean) Public boudoirs (subversive) Consenting brands (subhuman) Permanent scars (from thousands of bruise) Black and blue (submissive) The status quo (subterfuge) Warranty (subordinate) Or bested I know Bested I know