The Truth Is Coming


Burned out paradise

I don't know where I fit it, I don't know where to begin.

Feels like I've been crawling on my belly in the muck. Everywhere I turn shadows are calling out to me. If I could break out of my skin to reveal who I am, like the creatures of Abnormia.

Teachers tell you to "put your feet down" then back it up with "reach for the sky, you can do anything you want"

I do believe Mrs. Cansoco, I do, but NOT in you, and definitely not in this place under the foot of a man. Reveal yourself to me in my dreams tonight.

Reveal yourself...King of the Night!

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