Frustration pushes on its master
Locking its owners doors fast...

Tainted thought
Tainted head...

My head says I don't care
My heart won't believe...

It's not that I
Like you that much...

They will run wet
Streams of warm tears...

Losing patience
For this noise...

My hairs out of luck
I see through the strands...

Consumed with anger
The fire burns...

Held back
The release will come...

I look back on us
I see the possibility...

Erase those words
From my head...

Kill them all slowly
There's no reason left to care...