Texty:
Knapsack This Conversation Is Ending Starting Right Now

It's cold enough to break Beneath the weight of this mistake And no one can tell me it's alright I hope it's not too late For the man who's less than

And the way that flat-top bitch was having fun These were aching waves Your covered one We are always over-anxious There to thank us Far over me now

rain on the red clay bricks Crumble down and bury this The safe cannot protect failing vision Frigid architect, the ranks are thinning out They have flaws they are not detecting now

the ending of my end Everything is absent is nothing I can give So I have arrived Know this nothing gets me nowhere Know I am larger than this lie Our

Describing your weekend in detail Is hurting my head And we're rational but you'd never know In this circumstance beyond control This conversation is ending starting right now