Booming vibrato oscillating his tonsils
As his car vibrated with each beat, threatening to loosen every fastener
So, he knew he should lower the volume, but
Since he just couldn’t stand to hear her voice anymore…
Booming vibrato oscillating his tonsils
As his car vibrated with each beat, threatening to loosen every fastener
So, he knew he should lower the volume, but
Since he just couldn’t stand to hear her voice anymore…
Whitlling away at his soul to earn sustenance
Only he never felt sustained
Reaching lower and lower depths of despair
Knowing eventually he will fall out the bottom and drop into nothingness
Down deep you know it’s true
It doesn’t stop you from going deeper, though
Giving up hope that the treasure is just a bit lower isn’t an option
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