gnunat

When do I know anything? Real cannot figure you out.
Why do I keep mangling, to prove that I'm not you.
Why don't you stop struggling? See the true hue in you.
It don't owe us anything. Just know that it will be.

Stolen heads will write anything. Can't you sit still through this?
They will tell us where to go. Shoving gets you nowhere.
If you want to cry for everything, tears become meaningless.
We don't owe it anything. Now you are free to you.

Your not giving up, you can feel it now.
Your not looking down around it.
Your not giving up, you can feel it now.
You can't hide your memory.

[Blanket Statements for the Cold].

hmmm...yea. Outie.