I worship discipline
My method is not easy
I will fake my way to love
The loser is an animal
My method is not easy
I have cut away anger
The loser is an animal
And then a shark
I have cut away anger
The dead appear on my surface
And then a shark
Where everything rustles dryly.
The dead appear on my surface
I will fake my way to love
Where everything rustles dryly.
I worship discipline