Five-hundred-eighty-six attempts at cracking the lock on your own head. Fuck that, it's bad. Knock a few points off your sanity, black lace lacking the quality. Cigarette blow no reality for fools like me who get cancer from anything. It's not even gripping me, all it does is anger me, all it does is anger me! Anger me, angler sees, I bite, it pulls, bad bitch wearing black boots. Never thought I'd get a kick out of this, low effort shit doesn't end with a kiss. Like 12 AM doesn't mean shit, like nothing really needs it.