Sadly I cavil and carp At your passion to prove yourself When I'll be right behind you. Break your heart for celebration Like a champagne glass-like dehydration We've got you dialed. Concentrate Keep the party's opinion I'm too late when I make my decision If the subject drops when your heart stops I'll take a shortcut to killing you quicker than we're settling for. Gladly I open my ears as you beg us to choose your self Since summer we've tried to, mind you. Take a part our guns and ammunition So that you could take part in the exhibition Of which you design. If upon the retinue he builds up n' out. Creates a livestock-like love in ground 6 deep. We tore the town in two and it feels exciting. To go from black to bones this fast Is change that's worth fighting for. Everything and everyone that used to seem exciting. Enlightening too many events (forsigh) for citing.