Bite the sand
Touch the hand that feeds you
Mess up the world
Let it complete you
Fall through my fingers
Cling to me like gasoline
Spill your lies
Turn my shell into a battle scene
No more choices
Spin the coin
Chose a player
Live by their means
Stay as you are
As you were intended.
Don't wander, don't question
Just survive; Until you have to say goodbye.
-F
