I have come curiously close to the end, now
Beneath my self-i

I know ur ruse
I see them everywhere
I feed them to
The

Work with what you're given
Do it for yourself
Reject the

Fed from the hand
No seat at the table
You drink from the

Another day, another knife in the back
It's happened so many

Shut up!
I'm so sick of them deadlines
Shut up!
Shut up

Amphetamine
Raised her since three
He was a hope to be gut

Goddamn!
This time it's real,
It's a love that I feel.

Anchored Awake
Wringing my hands
Weighing my time
R