Pulp Fiction

Sorry you're alive right now, it wasn't my choice either

Trying to thrive in the worst time when life just wont let up

Metal fence with skulls as the sediment based entirely to recommend much less

So as it stands you're the best we can do

Once you're through though, there's work to do

Maybe hope is just pulp fiction

(What if we blew this second shot)

Maybe change is just a pipe dream

(Late stage life, we're beaten and bruised)

Apologies your freshman year got cut short