(Verse 1) What a long damn day so crazy hectic yet I did nothing that I can say I learned from, didn't become a better person at all Just learning how to wake up without hating myself, without pounding my head, without pounding the walls Keep on yelling until I rip a vocal chord, puncture a lung or get an aneurysm at best But honestly I feel I...Learn More

The one thing it is constant are the hands of time; Sands passing through a focal point It moves in a line You can tell me it's subjective (you're correct to a point) But it's still a fucking given we're moving towards the void Life's yours? Can you tell me how much you give away Are you really that content with constructing your grave? If there's...Learn More