Firm nothings

It’s so

Funny how I’m sitting here

Just right here because soon

I’ll be dead and this taken for granted

Distance to go to love some fuck stick to be left crying the

Whole time. Sure I confess I’m crazy, joker saluting to

the

Demon. Giving in all it is.

Whenever your stuck up I am humbled to the misery, to

find meaning in just that, oh I know you’re hunting it

How your movements salivate motive lipsynching

This confusion spells moment to shine I only can assume

In crisis before hand with a swift murdering of fucking

Monsters. End of instruction. Quiz next life nightmares