dwindling down the rabbit hole,this must be a trick, life it seems is getting pushed, far passed to the brink,overt thoughts a blinding smear,just how far you think?

an empty smile the crooked style, how many take notice this week...I've come so far to lose it all, the diamonds getting passed on down,the ever clearly vacant drum, we march on past the brink...

stand up STAND UP...YOU CANT LIVE WITHOUT WEAK....if you imply they want the night, I've broken so far it feels normal...I've got...