This is a song about "Pouya"

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

A vital hazard to my rivals, they're primal planners survival's the only sign that matters

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

I write for inspiration, to spark communication with others,

Dial up words but they're not in service

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