Text: Tiltwheel. Battle Hymns For Recluse Youth. Truth Is Twisted.

i'm feeling good when i'm feeling low i feel like telling you where to go you say "let it it out tell me i'm your bro trust me" then you tell everyone you know you're always at my emotions so interested the mouth is an evil place where the truth is twisted. i don't trust anyone at all so i'll just sit here and bend steel and stare at the wall. life in hell.