Texty:
Knights And Knaves Other

You stare me down Like I exist As a constant reminder To the fact that you fucked up I walk alone Most of the time By design or By fate I can?t decide

Look for the end Its killing me inside So why can?t I choose Stomach burns and weighs heavy Frustration guilt anger envy Make the choice bring it on This is my creed and

and long But that's why we're the best At maintaining our cool While we slip right on through Cuz they'll catch you and tear you apart If you stop and