At the intersection I put on my left blinker
and remembered my passport
Wilco was playing, I tapped the gas
"Just remember what was yours
is everyone's from now on"
We locked eyes
The pedestrian waved me on
we conspired a plan
I would go
Then they would go
No one was hurt
There was nothing to worry about
but Vonnegut said it best
"Everything was beautiful and nothing hurt"
I'm just here to be next to another heartbeat
Welcome to the slaughterhouse
I hope your feelings are intact
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