Total Dismay
Find yourself in the wreckage, your own future
You see rubble, chaos, and not one suture
It’s even fatal to wonder if this was your fault
But don’t think it could rub the wound with salt.
Find yourself in the wreckage, your own future
You see rubble, chaos, and not one suture
It’s even fatal to wonder if this was your fault
But don’t think it could rub the wound with salt.
