This is a song about "Hisory"

Wait a second..the souls still have fear,every hearse reverses.

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,

But now its whatever, knowing your the batter of another man that matters,

I'm the kind of kid whose main purpose is to shake earth's surface

No not the heiress just one from an escort service