this position not so strong spiral down doesn't seem to be a reason not to fold let go, release the hold on vanity you're not just killing time
into this position not so strong spiral down doesn't seem to be a reason not to fold let go, release the hold on vanity you're not just killing time staring
belt I mention myself as a celestial cell, an extension of hell At a lynching I smile, cut myself down, murder your guest list My style never a drag like
before I go: Theres nothing here that I don't know. If this is what you've turned into... What you've become! I wont invest myself in you... Or waste
