RestRemi

Rest reminded, I'm riding and back I'm tired I tried to be like driven, I'm gripping onto

the wheel Really close to comatose and I'm cold as the

freezing And now my liver is freaking and wanting

out Pre-invited, I walk up into the party

You're part of me, I'm retarded regardless of where I go

Do you get it? Do you ever regret them

These words are awfully worthy, well awful, it's such a shame

Staying standard, I've strangled up in semantics, shermanic

Thoughts of leaving, some tell me that it's okay

She gets better, that's all they ever tell and they test me

On my patience, I'm painting the canvas black

Back of faded, unavailable animations, a miracle

Man, I need one, my methods are one to work

Word to word, I'm these words, force every story I store

Among some scrap wood, there's ink stuck to the page

Get delighted, it's black and blue, inviting a vengeance

To the end and I'm ending it on my own

Sit in silence, I'm bobbing in this environment

Violent, as vicious, volatile words in certain terms