Credibility has little
reason for existence
Petrify and wet yourself
It doesn't care about your problems
It doesn't care about your reasons
It doesn't care about your feelings
Or how you plan to deal with them

Nothing really matters
When your facing the machine
It'll cut you
And bleed you dry
Because your clean

Broken serenity
Filled with unbridled fear
Petrify and crack
It doesn't feel
It doesn't create
It only destroys
How appropriate

Actions are a lost cause
When your knees scrape the ground
And your tears tear you down
When your loved ones look to you
Only to find you bound

Is that...orange?

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