In nothing Attempting to leave To disappear My fall, my fall Burning these wings I will fall This time I fall I will fall My fall, my fall Lying to someone
grip, on my dour self, as I slipped into a state of disbelief... Don't even think for a second, don't you put your filth and guilt on me, don't you put
you happy now? Happy now? happy now? 2. chocolate frogs The bloated corpses of unsolved murders and old revolutions, pirouette and dance amongst the swirls and eddies in their final procession
Blatant corruption Repercussions, higher profit An addiction The obvious signs of guilt Sloppy investigation A bullshit fucking plea Engineered process
, on my dour self, as I slipped into a state of disbelief... Don't even think for a second, don't you put your filth and guilt on me, don't you put
