Kissing Chaos In The Tradition Of Betrayal
i could be wasting all my time. this lecture falls on
deaf ears. the repetition accents the rhythms in my head.
conversation's over. inside you can't wait for them to
notice that you're not around. and I think I should have
tried to find you, but you're not around. i could be
wasting all my time. this lecture falls on deaf ears. the
repetition accents the rhythms in my head. conversation's
over. anthem angels sing "end this tonight". open wrists
again. bound before digging in. senseless acts between
two sets of broken friends. twisted ends. act up. played
out. loveless life you lead. you're washed up. dead now.
top that. freak out. tell your friends again. untold but
untrue. this letter's read with nothing new. translate
this code and note that our future is fiction again.
