chew on your studs until the blood in your mouth is equal to that on your hands. i’ll create a timeline to show you when you should have given up. i’ll show you when your hands became dirty. it wasn’t all too recently. how much time have you spent retracing your footsteps? covering them up, one at a time. and answer me, would that time not have been better spent continuing forward? would that time not have been better spent standing still?
Track Name: one by one
if i see you again, i swear i will tear you apart. i will rip out your teeth, one by one, and shove them down your throat. one by one x1000
Track Name: yellow
when did this all become so easy to forget? or is it being ignored? i’m so sick of the “benefit of the doubt”. who benefits? how’s the weather up there? you’d better watch your step, or you might fall off that fence and break your neck.