Canon 23

Every day I wake up,
ashes filled the air.
Every single moment,
I will be your spare.

You will be the driver,
my dangerous driver.
I'll be your passenger,
your addictive passenger.

Catch your red lion soon,
we all are doomed,
I'll keep myself silent with gloom,
and salting with my wound.

 It was like a drug,
when you hug me from the back.
It was like a drug,
when I kissed your forehead,
now you leave me high behind.

Right, we were all new here,
getting crazy got our feet bare.
Electric bubbles lighting so pretty,
she told me:"Don't cry about it, honey,

They love your body not your soul,
that they'll find it when everyone gets too old."
Be prepared get ready of her apocalypse,
anticipate or annihilate, check your list.