Trial And Terror (Benton Falls)

cover yourself with everything you can just to walk outside buried inside an artificial tan with everything to hide positive this can't be right well january's cold and february's colder but i can't stand to hold her anymore and now that i am older i wish that i had told her cut yourself free please abandon me before things get really bad things get really bad don't blame yourself for my curiosity i swear it's not your fault a trial and error tragedy, these bitter tears i swear they're filled with salt positive this can't be right