I numb the mind with this pain to try to relieve the mundane it sticks in my head in each way propelled to the floor and then break this is the endpoint to stop turning point
The reckon that becomes the one truth again to confront the old news and then lends itself to make new redeem and reduce the intake condone to be better and free don't fall for the false of decoy you know that the price of mislead just ends in a turning point
Look at you now adjusting to find the escape and running away from the mind that's turning and found in a whole without me
Take it now and fight off the deficit in oblivion to counter from all the mess an embarrassing a fool of entitlement a predicament now suffer from all the debt
Insanity is doing the same thing and expecting different results and drowning is silent
