i know you lay your head on the edge sometimes i bet you can even taste the blade you seem to have such a hard time to deal with the ways everyone has taken
no really i don't know the ghost that threw your mind in such a desperate act i wish that i could guess the code to your silence the words your mouth won't pronounce
you like to show indifference in very subtle movements no i've never claimed to have solutions when we'd all tend to sink in bitterness