with a light of this match i could burn this place to the ground then fire engines scream down crowded streets onto the scene and then i d make it rain numb myself to never say your name that i ve uttered in anger said with confusion laughed over nervously said without sympathy i must always remember there s no point to surrender no more smiles revolving like turnstiles no more deliberation analytical creation see i m incapable a predepressionist this is delivered with courage muddled in tension lashed out in honesty someone come and save me i m dying to tell you this kills it forever it was already dead i m dying to tell you this kills us forever we were already dead and i m just fine i haven t called you but i haven t had the time these thoughts are stale i ve been revolving like turnstiles