Fix my new memory with a cold naked stare, chew up the words but with floods bewareFondness can escalate beyond my repair, chance is the fiction will orchestrate despair Again, these hands blow dry but I can handle it again, these words collide but I can handleHappiness is coated in a mindless kicking, let's fall apart, get up high and leaveAgain, these hands blow dry but I can handle it again, these words collide but I can handleKill your bizarre mindset, fuckhead, soldered to a three-layered concrete brainwave castrationWalking backwards home with you