Sep 2013
And with every ******* word you spit
I knew you buried the shovel further
And further into that ****** dirt
Just hoping someday that you’d cover yourself
And all your worries with the **** you’d flung to the sky
And it’d bury you
And it’d bury you
And it’d bury you
I knew you buried the shovel further
And further into that ****** dirt
Just hoping someday that you’d cover yourself
And all your worries with the **** you’d flung to the sky
And it’d bury you
And it’d bury you
And it’d bury you
Just a surge of emotion; it turned into this. I'm happy with this piece in an odd way. Sorry for the language, everyone.
