Life belongs to me~ br cause I'm oddly flavored br like a vanilla sundae br on a duck barbecue. br br Tragedies creep in br like an old relative br and I foster it well br and I civilize it. br br So it's a roller coaster br with ecstatic relieves. br But it doesn't get gory br so as I'm kept buckled. br br Life becomes tasty br cause it's very packed. br My history is a museum br that aristocracy covets! br br It's cluttered but free, br twirling and twitching; br unprecedented days. br Prickly and beautiful.