Summer's always a pain to get through
I feel so cold on the inside
_ _ _ _ I could make the sun cry

My iron cast guts are sinking to my feet
I can't walk I can't walk I can't walk
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _I can barely breathe

_ _ Letting my shitty blank verse flow in the heavy air
Listening to Lizzy Grant's sore songs

_ _ But when you're said to be loved
By a fictional game's character
_ _ This life of yours you hold on to losses its value
And suddenly you're starving for something real