trampolineking852

Somewhere between happy, and total fucking wreck

Feet sometimes on solid ground, sometimes at the edge

To spend your waking moments, simply killing...

Break through the undertoe, your hands are grasping to fight, pollution burns my tongue, the words i can't speak so I

stall myself again, then I fa...

Chairs thrown and tables toppled,

Hands armed with broken bottles,

Standing no chance to win but,

We're not running, We're not running,

There's a ...