motivated by food

nobody knows but we do it in secrets

we keep it as if it is an odd schedule

we the creature of the night demands

apart from the chorus, free radicals

agoraphoric ward starring reflection

looks so real very near believable

better than butter, all over the buns

love from a place of the unphased

take this word for it of spittin image

the real thing in the love itself was

seeing the inconceivable conceived

brazen from the death of sleeping

the heaviest of dreams to come true

told to keep following the horizon

to be found uncanny in these valleys

never go home as unremembered

a span of the intent to be prioritized

tomorrow always stays a day away

a prisoner of chaste, scarlet crusades

the intended regret, all heroes met

live as if doubt doesn't devour itself

some chivalristy romantisasticism

natural flow, a fossil, and spartacus

so they walk into a bar, laugh here

broken informations and privacy

inactive agreements of the audited

famously impossible to get a long

afflicted and indetermined growth

held with the fools folds of a hold

the road that keeps going nowhere

the typical and passive pressures

tomorrow is when dreams are true

not until the agenda is quenched

rigorously ambiguated by the time

motivated by food, meekly feral