Clash.

and as i look back, i'm waving at no one.

- waving

- at

- no

- one

the blood will clash against this piece of metal
making a fatal sound, a sound only i car hear
my memory will store it as well as fetal injuries

- only

- i

- can...

the surroundings will follow me as a steriotype

- shut - me - OUT -

trapped in this lost cause
outside the grasps of the world
bound on the outside by this mindset

- BY

- THIS

- MIND

- SET

the gates were set up here for a reason

tonight, it's worse.
this isn't here,
this is everywhere else
harder, we breathe
sinking into veins; much - deeper
tonight, it's worse ; no laws, no faces
we're all heartless motherfuckers now

- HEARTLESS

GO!

heartless.