Swabbing ~ People don’t work like this.

Repressed energy, locked up in the country.Drug testing while you’re driving, took the responsibilityfor being stoned! Taking the risk doing it Undergroundblasting through your neighbourhood; Check that out!“If there’s a God what the Hell is he for?” As I lay dying Relaxing in a strange room, emptying yourself for sleep.Sin is just matter of words to them, salvation is words toodelivering strong beans across country, needed new laws.Perfect Room for mistake, not promised eternal Nirvana.There has to be chaos, randomness, a room for ‘disorder’Making Perfect Sense