We can make it something. But both know that there's nothing. It's like couple suicide, it's not going right. We ain't got no feelings, so why don't we stop dreaming.
One by one, the fools suck you in. Like many others before. No guilty conscience, just another sin. They're truly rotten to the core. . Contracts with criminal intent.
Waking up to face another nightmare day. Blood drips from the mouth, my teeth decay. Deep depression is coming on fast. Got to get me my crystal breakfast.