Won't you concider this down-and-out?
like you said before you stood on top of the world?
well, your days are over now...
The pain on my neck is gone, I'm done looking up at you
for however long you were looking down on me...
When you'd thrust at me,
I can only thrive.
I sure wish to see you cast your manipulations at me,
as the bygone, you would not hurl
cause I'd name you everything I see from the top of the world...
I wish you'd thrust at me,
I live for the day...
The times I'd weep,
I carry them all in a bunch...
And I'm here now...
If you
DARE
TO
LUNGE.
