Seepage heavy breath path you
Empty your pockets
Step away too
Your hands up on the wall
Sleepy heavy eyelids you
Believe your sockets
Take them out slowly
And just let them dry
On gray spat matters
Nothing is played out
Go home
Speed to the point
On gray spat matters
In the froth
Long before ambrosia
Creepy heavy breath man you
Empty your wallet
Wallace