Besedila: Kind Of Like Spitting. Bridges Worth Burning. This Lemonade Is Terrible.

Pull the world out from underneath you there is no new one here to greet you just days like snakes crawling up your legs, the work seems worthless, at least hardly worth it, when everything you have to say is invalidated by the smile on their face. I know now it matters little whether or not I survive. It's all I ever wanted and it means nothing, you take your share, you take your turn, we watch you laugh someday we watch you burn! I know now it matters little whether or not you survive, I swear there's more to it than just the dull ache swine go by so fucking smug, do you really have to feel like you just won something? Do you really have to feel like you just won something? Do you really have to feel like you just won something? It's my choice. I won't fake it. It's my choice, I will take my chances!