V1

It doesn’t get like that cause you die trying

There’s a hill of dirt inside your flame filled head

You stuck a hose down in a hole and watched the air turn red

C1

I’ve never seen something done so well as when you show up everyday committing murder

I’d be giving myself up for something else

B1

Not the stuff you think is so cool like to end things as if you’re so foolishly tied to your own desire

Leave your fantasy cause you’ve only got some years to go before she tells you

You are abhorrently cruel