"The darkest arts of my heart
Got you running circles in this maze
That is my brain.
If you slow down, you’ll be eaten alive by the monster inside.
Push through the walls, leave nothing behind.
If you look back now you’ll see the
nothing has be crafted into my life.
No past, no present,
Pray for a future but
no ones got the funds to pay for my love"
"Okay, cool. Don’t worry about I’m only spilling my guts."