Will Dailey - Song of Ultimate Destruction

She said, “I’m here to be gone
and to sing a song of ultimate destruction.
So many machines she said
You can’t hear me scream
I’m not made of the things I used to be
I need to learn how to crash cars and walk away
She said you don’t feel a thing
I don’t need a crutch
I’ll be lucky if they make me bleed
The distracters at the door
Are too late to change my mind
I am deaf to their try
It’s not really me walking by

He never said much.
He ran if anything.
Someday I hope to like being me again
My boat is made of sugar
My road is lined with grease
I swim where my muddy water takes me
She knows she’s the only one who has died.
(“Is this my life?”)
“It’s my life”