Sixteen

Slowly, closely, mostly, I find ways to bring it back again but that ain't

The main thing, hasting, aching, my life pay to win and I can't end the cycle

Hi though, I'm back again, and I ain't leaving, teeth is deep in, believe it

Seething, feeling weaker but freak in weeds won't take you away from you and me and

Beat in your thick skull paint the picture so it seems that

I don't need matters to keep at

Throw me aside and I will be back, can't you read that

I'd die, than be the one to regret

So entirely, on fire, and I justifiably