Text: Hundred Reasons. A Better Way?.

How about we set on you
Take turns for after
Lie down and take your cue

Rest on your own
Truth is your overdue
It's all competition
Give all your own

What point do you make?
I don't hear a thing
Make a wish, like we'd care

Must be a better way
It's all wishing, thinking
Trust you to bury us

Without a thought for me
Back down and walk away
The lies just seem to suit you
Take what you own

Back down, back down, leave it
Fuck you, you shit, will you