Warfare.
We're waging a war, like it or not. You win some, you lose some. But you don't run.
At least look at me when you shoot a bullet through my head. Bind the man, bind the man.
The aerial assault came upon me today. The kind of the lungs. It serves as a potent reminder. Very potent. That I'm but a worm. And I continually need the air I breathe.
Swing, swing, swing, from the tangles of my heart, is crushed by a former love. Groovy song. Haha haha haha. That was a good one, Dude.
This week ain't gonna be easy. Trust me on this one. Or maybe its just the next forty days.
We're waging a war, like it or not. You win some, you lose some. But you don't run.
At least look at me when you shoot a bullet through my head. Bind the man, bind the man.
The aerial assault came upon me today. The kind of the lungs. It serves as a potent reminder. Very potent. That I'm but a worm. And I continually need the air I breathe.
Swing, swing, swing, from the tangles of my heart, is crushed by a former love. Groovy song. Haha haha haha. That was a good one, Dude.
This week ain't gonna be easy. Trust me on this one. Or maybe its just the next forty days.
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