Testo Bloody Murder Part 2

win win lose lose love lost regret

my words can move the earth



barely standing, punchdrunk from memories, photographs had me under in the fifth, caught we between the dead count to ten im on late nine, and it felt so good to
close me eyes.



for the sake of blood covered walls, im retreating. I've opened the door and found this bleeding im breathing in, and all you wanted was out.



Done in with a choke out, in a knife fight, the numbers just didn't add up, so what, at least we won.

the grass was greener when it caught fire.

It's my god givin right.


Who brings a chokeout, to a knifefight?



I lay, on the floor, burned.

You will, Becuase you know hate.

You will, you know, just how this would haven you.