there's a war inside of me burning red and honestly any idiot could see that I killed all the hope that I had
there's a war inside of me and you watch it silently and I wave it constantly like a flag like a flag like a flag
this knife thats in my back keeps twisting anxiety attacks
this is a battleground im caught in the crossfire my words are weaponry and I'm waiting patiently you win the battle now but I will return the fire cause I'd crawl on broken glass to be the one who laughs last
you're advancing mercilessly unprovoked and needlessly and i'll march you into the sea just to watch you drown in the end
I am used to these black eyes, to be bruised, antagonized but it overwhelms my mind to believe that I called you a friend
down the trenches i will go fight the armies on my own I alone