Doormat dullard
Catching me wide
Someone discolored
My reddish inside

Can’t you discover
The places I’ve been
The intricate lover
In shape of a grin

Hell no
I won’t disagree
The man I’d become
The cat up a tree

‘Cause I’m taking up my arms
For another battle in the corner

And I’m lending out my charms
To the whims of reason
On the ground and bleeding
Bleeding out

Make me
I’ve got better things to do
Than a minute spent with you

Forsake me
All my betters found my truth
And it’s all I can do
To remember

What have I done with the time I left behind in a whirlwind
When can I turn around to disturb the child in the brine
Who can I call to shake me up
And jog all the happy I can’t decide

I’ll lose this time

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Metal song here again. I think I found good inspiration lately! It turns out I just needed to crack it open wide! No, my skull is safe and intact. It’s staying that way.