I Hate How I Don't

This Wasn't Any Mere Song And Dance; Here Was A Bold, Blaring Declaration Howling Itself Into The Empty Face Of Death.

His Saliva Tasted Like The Wet Dicks Of Ten Thousand Lonely Truck Drivers.

You Have No Idea What It Is Like To Constantly Disappoint People. You See It The Moment You Meet Them. You See In Their Eyes That They Expected Something So Entirely Different, And Here They Are Meeting You.

Some People Are Just Born Human, The Rest Of Us, We Take A Lifetime To Get There.

We're All Of Us Haunted And Haunting.