Sir you've opened your eyes too late in the day.
They wait for you in the room.
You know they are having conversations of punishment.
Last night you lost control.
Broke all their blood pumping mechanisms.
So you stand
In front of the polished sand.
Wondering what will become
Of you
And them.
They... are... scared.
Burn them like you did the rest.
They... are... dead.
Burn them like you did the rest.
One step in front of the other.
You make your way to them.
You rehearsed your words
So many times.
Say it like you mean it.
You always yell.
You always yell.
You always yell.
You...
Writer(s): Derek Miller, Christopher Hornbrook, Jeffrey Moreira, Ryan Primack
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