North of your favor. North of your flame.
I learned my lesson. Will you learn my pain?
Hand-sculpted posture, statue so plain.
There were no doctors when the flowers came.
Lost in tall tales of how it used to be. Can't you hear yourself speaking?
Bullshit raining from your lips like a waterfall in the living room. You will drown us all.
Finally, I accept myself.
Flawed, with nothing figured out.
That's the truth I've hunted for.
I'll tell you a secret.. I have plenty more.
Plan for this encounter state.
Cancerous in every way.
On your way out, burn the door.
I'll tell you a secret.. I have plenty more.
I have plenty more.