"come clean I know you know it. you're waiting on a narrow drain to become unclogged. force facts through an uncontrolled perspective. I'm the bitter in a quiet halve, I resent my tongue. locked eyes in a mirror reflection of a worn out dog. hold out for a cold wind blowing erase all thought. I see the picture is clear and it bears no flaws. I wish to remember this but I can't hold much. everything that I once knew was only self induced. carry on through, tread lightly, frozen lakes will be your last mistake. "