It Happens In Florida - The Burning Hell

Love, it’s like a hurricane: it happens in Florida, it gets into everything.

Love, it’s like a monster truck: it fills up whole stadiums, but it crushes

smaller trucks

Love, it’s like a marmoset: it may be small and cute, but sometimes it eats its

young

Love, it’s like a trailer park: ugly but functional, the rent is cheap enough

Love, it’s like an interstate: it gets you from place to place, but it’s

littered with dead raccoons

Love, it’s like a garbage man: it collects waste and filth, it smells like

rotting flesh

Love, it’s like a newborn child: seems interesting when it’s young,

gets pedestrian after a while

Love, it’s like a hurricane: it happens in Florida, it destroys everything.