If it's me that's driving you to this madness. Then there's one thing that I'd like to say. Would you take a look at your life and your lovers. Nothing ever changes.
And the summer became the fall. I was not ready for the winter. It makes no difference at all. 'Cause I wear boots all summer long. . My eye make up is dark and it's careless.
Everyone is condemned to death time of execution unknown. Yet seek that which is within for the everyday fight in the horrorshow. Sword on your hip, cry on your lip charge upon beasts of your script.