Kneel DOwn!
want to get this over with..then stay down,avert my eyes,
because if I say a word,i cut my own throat
this
plague contaminated everything...You,I,no exceptions
we reptiles crawl,this bitter taste of dirt..Wont Last
We'll BOTH FUCKIN
STARVE
I give up.I accept.
Guilty.end discussion.
if we build this up,we can tear it back down!
in one breath,one single
word,the wrong word,
f***s everything back!
one man faces forward,as the other sits silent and still
we both lose.
one
path,two directions,both end in seperation
we both lose,we both saw this coming
three things,three seperate things
what we
want,what we need an what we get
this is what we get