might as well keep fighting
until i fade away or die trying
bleed out
**** it

this is no poetry
this is real life
this is anger
this is sweat

it helps i don't care who loses or wins

give in
its right there
all the temptations
love
drugs
alcohol

pick your poison

just be ready for the hammer
because it never ends well

without fear we have nothing

have you nothing?
are you nothing?
are you sickened ?
are you sick and scared?

la
lalalalala
lala

wake up!
feel this!
you fool !
you sad idiot!
wake up!
feel this!

la
lalalalala
lala

you are smiling
laughing
feeling
can't you see
anything?
anything at all?

la
lalalalala
lalala

the person in the mirror
your own dead look that lives in your eyes
the sadness that lives
with understanding who you truly are

the sadness that lives
like a prisoner in the cellar
waiting for someone to let it out
so it can run free

as my body gets harder
my suit fits better

with every fighting motion
i lose less and less

with each passing laughable win
i become less afraid

as i wait for the inevitable
i'm blowing bubbles

have i been distracted this long?  
soon the sun will come up
then its tie and suit time

i hate tie and suit time
goodnight sweet princes of the internet world

i'm sore but ready
just another day