like a silhouette that you can barely see as a shadow cast upon the ground where you'll eventually lay forever, but the day goes on, the sun moves behind you. you get taller, bolder, stronger, and the rear view only blinds you.

fear might be the death of me, fear leads to anxiety, don't know what's inside of me.

get out of our way, we're moving sideways.

dirty and wretched one.

by the time the night wears off, the dust is down and shadows burn. i will rise and stand my ground, waiting for the night's return.

happy 1 year anniversary to my birth

down in the forest, we'll sing a chorus, one that everybody knows.

i forgot about the drought of light bulbs in this house, so i head out down a route i think is heading south.

isn't what i want, blood is on my tongue, i cut my lip.

it's deciding where to die and deciding where to fight, deny, deny, denial.

can't stop thinking about if and when i die, for now i see that if and when are truly different cries, for if is purely panic and when is solemn sorrow and one invades today, while the other spies tomorrow.

there's miles of land in front of us, and we're dying with every step we take.

i'll walk you through the numbers.

find your grandparents or someone of age. pay some respects for the path that they paved. to life, they were dedicated. now, that should be celebrated

i will fly with no hope, no fear.

got soldiers on my pedigrees.

i’d make a candle out of it if i ever found it, try to sell it, never sell out of it, i’d probably only sell one.

a bullet for them, a bullet for you, a bullet for everybody in this room.

if you really wanna know what i'm thinking.

honestly I thought I was prepared for the threshold in store.

now they know it like we both knew for some time i'd say.

now it's your turn to be alone.

get the door to blow you away.

i'll morph to someone else.

rent a racehorse and force a sponsor, and start a concert, a complete diversion, start a mob and you can be quite certain we'll win but not everyone will get out no no, we'll win but not everyone will get out no no, we'll win but not everyone will get out.

you can be so cold, i'll try again.

anybody listening? ones and zeroes. count to infinity. ones and zeroes

and now it's all gone, all of that progress lost today.

we'll sing one more song, so long.

your shaking shoulders prove that it's colder inside your head than the winter of dead.

i’ve been thinking too much, help me.

'cause there's a screen on my chest, yeah there's a screen on my chest.

i wanna fall inside your ghost and fill up every hole inside my mind.

you are tired, you are hurt.

now move it up, move it up, it's a breach.

i don't fall slow slow like i used to, i fall straight down.

what are we here for if not to run straight through all our tormentors? but until that time, i'll try to sing this.

yeah, am i right? of course i am, convince me otherwise would take all night.

bite the hand that helps me, give it finger stitches.

sipping on straight chlorine, let the vibe slide over me.

you will never know what's under my skin.

my heart is my armor. she's the tear in my heart, she'(sacarver).

and i begin to envy the headlights driving south.

i can't take them on my own, my own.

singing out up and down, they're nodding.

simply suggest my chest and this confused music it's obviously best for them to turn their guns to a fist.

felt it in my youth, feel it when i'm old.

i hope i communicate the craving.

and he feels trapped when he's enebriated.

most of us listen if it's something we can relate to, all of us relate if it's something we've just been through