desicions are a vacuum that drains whats in you're head, and you spend
what's left of you to tuck her onto bed, butler for a human vacuum
pouting in itself, she pushed you down and broke your crown and made you
someone else, releive the sentinels left charge over our greif
resentment swells to fill the wells where we drown our releif
N.C
so if we ever make a choice, break our bone and they'll rejoice.
N.C= no chords. hope you enjoy.:)