Winged from Offered by Torture Castle

This fools errand has gone on for long enough.
One day, it all dissolves away.
Come on, it’s been long enough.
The world isn’t made for up-all-nighters, these rooms are illuminated when the sun rises. And there was always a path that I never took, I just wasted precious time writing my own book. When I’m good and gone you’re off the hook, but all these years of poison has left you shook.
I tried to say so much in these moments, but I should have opened my mouth and fucking shown it. I’ve never learned one goddamned lesson before it was too late, I set all the traps and I take all the bait. When I’m high like this, I can see why you lost faith, with me and my decisions in haste.

• Punk
• atlanta-noise-pop
• noise-punk
• noise-rock
• post-hardcore
• post-punk
• Atlanta