f*** the truth, and if our hearts
poured out every last word
he will die in the name
of all that we have carved in their
wrists;
witness the fake.
so relieved by all the scars
severed sighs of f****** me
i'll kill you before the breath
that will murder the foe.
what we have carved in their wrists;
witness the fake
so believed by all the scars
severed knives, to dull to stab
i'll f*** you before the best of me
f**** myself first.
where the f*** is the truth?
we will die.
poured out every last word
he will die in the name
of all that we have carved in their
wrists;
witness the fake.
so relieved by all the scars
severed sighs of f****** me
i'll kill you before the breath
that will murder the foe.
what we have carved in their wrists;
witness the fake
so believed by all the scars
severed knives, to dull to stab
i'll f*** you before the best of me
f**** myself first.
where the f*** is the truth?
we will die.