IN CONVERSATION: Harvey Freeman of Graphic Nature
So I can just for once be at peace and fit in my own skin.
So I can just for once be at peace and fit in my own skin.
*various djenty noises*
Nothing keeps me alive as much as you.
Feeding on their ignorance, with a smile on your face as you cash out.
Together we are spinning, alive.
Burn the altar, inhale the sulfur.
Here I sit like a marionette, strings on my limbs, rope on my neck.
So you keep me sharp and test my worth in blood.
Keep an eye on the road or we will both be here forever.