Lands always ends,
whether you jump off the cliff
or crawl back into the dirty waters;
it's a question of
hatred
building up enough to turn your guts
into plastic
explosives
and the courage to
light
the
fuse.
Lands always ends,
whether you jump off the cliff
or crawl back into the dirty waters;
it's a question of
hatred
building up enough to turn your guts
into plastic
explosives
and the courage to
light
the
fuse.