With Aplomb

Fix my new memory with a cold naked stare Chew up the words, but with floods beware Fondness can escalate beyond my repair Chances is the fiction will orchestrate despair Could these hands blow dry? I can handle it again These words collide But I can handle Happiness is coated in a mindless kicking Let's fall apart, get up high and leave Again, these hands blow dry I can handle it again These words collide I can handle Kill your bizarre mindset, fuckhead Soldered to a three layered concrete brainwave castration Kill your bizarre mindset, fuckhead Soldered to a three layered concrete brainwave castration Walking backwards home with you Walking backwards home with you Walking backwards home with you Walking backwards home with you