Friday

Big/Strong/Man pt. 2: You Are All That I Want

^Reduce gain by 3 dB.
THIS is fun.




Feels like clenched fists run through my two chambers. Let it flow, let it flow.


So:
Call my bluff. You played the game.
You are an action packed thriller; you are a summer blockbuster.
You are on rampant fire.
And now you'll go down in history.

You had me drawn out, nerve by nerve.
You had me screaming to contain. Love it.





How much energy would it take to just leave the phone, lying in the corner right now?
Laughing at me at 10:06, my false-alarm clock.
How much restless discomfort:
I think you spoiled me.




"So you want it?"
"No, I-"
"Admit it. You want it."
I want it.




I want the reckless,
I want the control.
I'll use my gas money to drive you away.



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