Some days I just want to quit.

Die, Thoughts replaced by a placid romance, Without movement, i can't
escape. Die. Searching through the static, Twisted and torn inside of
such blinding visions of destruction. So i have to question, Was this in
the master plan? Now a broken future's all that we hold. Broken. Our
broken future is all that we hold, our day draws to it's close. Dusk,
Washes away Integrity now bleeds away. As tired hearts are left to
drain, Do you see there faces when you fall asleep at night? Now they're
nothing more than blood stained memories. Blood stained memories .

Xx

Just take the wheel and kill us both.