Black bag, painted skin,
No stains on the carper, to the freezer then...

Walking the world on war torn lands,
The government holds all the power in their grimey...

It started when we were in school.
I saw you for the first time, I thought it was...

Wingless and broken,
From the sky I had fallen...

The clock strikes 8 at night,
I here the crows taking flight...

Snips and snails
Boiling in pails...

Here I sit in stink vapor,
Waiting on some toilet paper...

Here I sit in this stall,
Staring at this blank wall...

Anxiety:
Ah! It's you! It's been quite a while...

Doubt:
I was wondering when you would finally arrive...

At the depths of the darkest halls,
Iron bars line the walls...

They'll never understand...
The thoughts that sin in my brain...