feat. Steve Pike doing spoken word ⁄ some of his music
(
www.facebook.com/carlsagansskateshoes)
(
theviolentnewbornsmusic.bandcamp.com/album/demo)
(
soundcloud.com/stevepike)
He rode his bike for miles
Last I heard he was riding out of town
On the road I guess
Fixated by gears he turned into the machine
Power ran through this legs
No one could stop him
He rode through his pain humanity and innocence
Forgetting the past
Dialed for the future
In perfect tune with like a well-oiled machine
Nothing could stop him
He left friends behind
To eat eat his dust and filth
Alone on the road he rides
Contempt with solitude
The machine rides for days
Last I heard he was riding through to Mexico
On his way to Colorado
Trying to make connections along the way
[Correct me if this is wrong Steve cause I'm stupid]