straining
straining listen on youtube or here on the first day of spring, bury me with all your doll parts for rehab down in a hole to shame with the burden of the lust of my ungrateful twin the ugly side of me, so here's a thank you for the glance you gave me the snub that followed a point you concluded. I'll follow you as an idol, if I had nothing on my back if not for ugly, the ugly in me somewhere the best is yet to come so let me linger, to sharpen the thorn in my side, I punish myself for a slate new day, after darkness leaves me stripped it might not quite be the way out but under celebrity skin as my cover I might get some leniency. I'll tear under the warning sirens on a bed of roses I conduct myself to crawl when you're around with the thorn thrust to my side until you hear me so let me slide over to watch you witness the wind of change watch you breath in my face. there's nothing better for me in life than to make me better for you sometimes I won't let mysel...