The world is on fire and I've done nothing but watch it
burn and soon it will take the last of us. I've heard it
said before that boys play games and men live the truth.
I've had it all wrong this whole time because I thought
it was all braun and brute. All these tattoos and all
these miles haven't made me a man just yet. I'm nothing
more than a frightened kid demanding undeserved respect.
I've been thinking a lot these days: what if hell's not
all fire and devils? All the stuff they taught us as
children just to keep us scared and wondering at night.
What if we make our own hell every time we cause pain?
Every time we cause suffering there's hell on earth to
pay. We are all murderers here. This is the life we
chose, the life we lead. There's only one guarantee here.
None of us deserves to be set free.
