I'm on the inside. I'm on your side. And each thought stings. I can't think straight. . It's overflowing. It's overflowing. It's coming down. . It's overflowing.
Waist down, deep tied,. now it's chest high.. Pressure pours down from the top down, all sides.. Something seeps down, inside,. you can't suppress when it's your want..
Turn your face down,. it抯 your chance to meet the man.. When you saw that,. tha? nightstick hit his head.. Saw it fall, on his skull,. you heard the sound that it made..