whisper: welcome to a life with no return, no return tickets,
there's no way of getting through it, you either take it or leave it,
take it or leave.
Every where I go I see your face, protruding on the walls, and smiling,
it's smiling, it's grinning, it's telling me to go away,
do you know I bear the pain, oh, I, know.
and only the last fence is, oh, it's combining and the bleeding
like it should
Oh, a cold, a cold winter day, do you, you, get it, get it, get it,
and winter never comes, pray not, it never comes,
and then you'll see, take it or leave it.
Leave it to your house,
to say, to sound, to pray, atop.