Don't look, don't hold. Your all that's left as the future comes before the storm. Don't think about what you are and why you promised to run. It won't be the same. Whatever you do, don't look. It's not an action without chaos and I breath it like air. Hold back! Hold back! why do I care. The season can change and has done too. It's a waterfall without hitting the lake, an arrow into a void. Don't hold back . We're all that's left and I can't wait to begin.
Something moves and there's nothing to hold it so lets go before it bests our will.
Can't you feel it in your blood? Ambition, sugar, sensation and several more trinities of inner fire packed like ammo and worn like armor, but it won't keep us down just far away.
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