The Sad Punk

I smell smoke that

Comes from a gun

Named extinction

Named extinction

Named extinction

Named ex-

It was so long ago

Could have happened to anyone

He was struck by a bullet

And he melted into fluid

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Named extinction

Named extinction

Named ex-

Extinction

One thousand miles an hour

I'm just like anyone

I want to feel the road

Of tar beneath the wheel

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Named extinction

Named extinction

Named ex-

And evolving from the sea

Would not be too much time for me

To walk beside you in the sun

I read something about a

Son of a gun

Named extinction

Extinction

Extinction