Does hell still exist, yes, probably,

I don't know, I was sort of cruising for a while, but I'm going to run out of money soon, I wonder if I'll end up homeless,

I don't know, I think the family is being fed, we're all being used,

Containers full of problems,

What we can handle, and how we solve them,

Eternities and mistakes,

Try to keep it as clean as you can,

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Just a janitor playing it safe,

But are people still poor, I don't know, maybe it's a nest by the river, an experience, is youth still a thing, probably, I don't know,

Alpha and Omega laughing,

But I'm into mouse girls, something about them, its okay baby, daddy's here, and I don't know, satisfaction, and something queer,

So he just left the building, the party was going on inside,

And outside of it all, was it clean?

Outside of it all, was there singing?

Was it proper, as it should be, demons and ghosts, hungry beasts,

Was there a call, did you want to get pulled in?

The moon pulling strings, we all dance just the same,

The streets, may they claim me, but I believe, oh, baby, don’t do this to me, I don't understand, maybe push it in,

Then something else happened,

I could hear the call of my father,

And you know what?

I ran, hah, yeah, I ran,

I don’t miss him,

Last I heard, he loved me,

Last I heard, he was teaching me a lesson,

But maybe that’s gone now,

May the spring be gentle...