every time i kill another good man, just reminds of of  how lonely i really am

If there is any feeling i am well acquainted with

did you have to come and take the time to try and get to know me, before you leave? My heart is so tired of these things.

Among the horrors I've seen

Feels less like real life

Every day its harder to believe

The lady at the hotel reminded me to breath

And then my heart felt sick