Cue ominous background music.
What next? Will things get better? Will there be a ton of bloodshed? Who'll be the next assholes to fall?
Cue ominous background music.
What next? Will things get better? Will there be a ton of bloodshed? Who'll be the next assholes to fall?
"One day, we shall die. All the other days, we shall live."
Won't hold my breath that his successor will be any better though
The light that once I thought compassion still casting shadows in your action
The words you shared were cold transactions that bring me to curse what you've done
When you're up there absorbed in greatness with such success you've grown complacent
I hope you scorch your many faces when you fly too close to the sun