Lord Xenu

Gravity, teach me the ways of retaliation, retaliation
I’d like every backbiter to know that audience
Is always priority, rather than the stage
It all comes down to this
Look elsewhere for books of narcissism
Pride is a trend that is far past swollen
Death through windows
Death through windows
Death through windows
No longer can I live a life of no control
These stories we’ve been writing are water-thin
It’s disheartening because I know that we are capable of vision
Blemishes are warnings so simply concentrate and apply pressure
And its branches will be broken, and its branches will be broken
The city to be punished
So many never listen and I drown in disgust
When you will you ever remember?
When will you realize?
False statements fall to the feet of dead gods
False statements fall to the feet of dead gods