Lyrics Heccra - Roses For Darth Vader

(Good luck)

Catching whiffs of the river bank

there were moments wear fear had seemed to grip me

that I'd see the devil-faces of my old friends beneath me

between thrashed decks of skateboards we would ride

and over grown bushes where we used to hide

Vader
aim that death star
laser at my teeth
and pull the trigger
please end my misery

wishes in a fish bowl
scooping hands of filth and sin
collect cuts in your mouth
so the germs can get in

and nothing left the next day but a mask
hanging from the straps on the back of the branch of the tree outside your window.