No Rest
No rest for the wicked...the torn and the twisted
The devils enlisted
Shots to my soul but they missed it
No rest for gangster goons and ghouls
fiends and fools
Chopping up lines and lighting up spoons
No rest for the angry and addicted the condemned and convicted
No end to that neverending supernatural sentence
No rest for mortals and monsters
Bad men and beasts...digesting power and defecating on peace
No rest on sin streets paved with fools gold...1000 miles an hour down dead end drives straight into bloody brick walls
Rise and fall to run and flip...dropped like a dime in a bottomless pit
Far beyond or far behind...No rest for lost losers at the end of the line
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