honestly isn t it enough everytime you cross the red line my tracks go tangling anyway where did you become such a sneaky perpetrator strangely rebellious you don t want to feel the phantom punch isn t it already far too much anyway can you not recall feeling every generous trust as i was petrified honestly get it off your chest each and every sonnet you sing makes me want to scream and stuff you don t want to feel the phantom punch isn t it already far too much isn t there always something shaking the ground breaking things if it s all the same to you i d rather just 