I never knew of historical descent, given an aversion to being good, an aversion to being decent. we will bleed and sweat the day, imbibe nighttime while we'll resent past and present morays, each in our own way
Because in my mind i will try to keep some things as new. refuse the big d**h i am most rightfully due. dodge steps written in form,once taken as true
Because you paid perpetual dues to all of who knows who but you. now you're through. but not the way i would do. more like given permission to. if we could be honest i would say i want more for you. but it's like giving in, giving in to you and i'm not through. if we could be honest, i would say i want more from you
New painted in a corner, waiting on your finest hour, the day you could finally shower or free your feet from the shoes of the weak. a day we could finally speak, or i could remember your date of birth
...sleep comes early for you