Paroles de Bitterness By Discipline

Crush them into the ground to make yourself look tall Tought little seeds grow from cesspit scorn Talking about all the outfits you've never worn (in Your dream) Cut down to size you're pretty low on the wall Spite insufferable You pull my bones through my skin Don't let it in Bitterness by discipline. just 'coz you gave up it doesn't mean I will The flame we hold inside means we can climb until we implode You're scared of dying all on you own (on your own) Where ever you stand you'll never reach my control Don't try to turn me Now I see clearly.