∞ PermalinkRotting Out- City Of Shame
Fucking believe this is the city of shame
It’s the way we fight and struggle just to make it through an 8 hour day
These fucking walls are closing in with every breath I take
In the city, in the city of shame
∞ PermalinkThe Plot In You - Dear Dad
My heart is full
My bags are packed
I brought a picture
To remember the fact
That the past is real
And I can’t change
I can’t change
What’s in front of me
∞ PermalinkLeast Of My Worries - Guns Up!
There’s nothing left inside to give. This is the last thing I fucking need, step the fuck back.