My knuckles were bruised like violets Sucker punching walls, cursed you as I sleep-talked Spineless in my tomb of silence Tore your banners down, took the battle underground And maybe it was ego swinging Maybe it was her.. Read »

If you would've blinked then I would've Looked away at the first glance If you tasted poison, you could've Spit me out at the first chance If I was some paint, did it splatter On a promising grown man? And if I was a ch.. Read »