cracked I don't expect whatever I spat out to stick Awash in the signs, sick from the lack Spliced in, spliced in Second-hand words and screen for skin
Listen - Is it your fault she made those cuts again? To let out blood she thought it made her bad Or maybe just to cut you out instead Keep your head
in distaste, bless this amen Your final lesson A minute, a second A half-life, a minus A second reminder Selective attention It's secession time Paid for
too frayed to withhold me Remember, you told me You will go where you're meant to be This is my wreck, so let it be Cracked gauges carry messages for