she is yet to bloom, but she's already been picked. "forced to love, ripped from my chest. well I know, love is dead." there was no choice but to deprive herself from her freedom, family and friends, pierce the skin, force the needle. there is no home to go back to. pierce the skin, force the needle. she already said goodbye to her life. even though her mouth is wide open. she's still unable to scream for help! help! help!
Track Name: Gutters
snakes above. sharks below. living my life against the flow. this is a war you've never fought, simply waiting for the day you'll rot. raising us in faith and fear, this vision was never clear. the world has one more nail, (where the) preversed and corrupted always prevail. (THE FUCKING RATS WILL ALWAYS PREVAIL) sick of the pushing, sick of the shoving, this is only the start of nothing. tired of being fed the same old dirt. one feet closer to bury the earth. i refuse to be human enough for this world.