yeah, push me more..
show me what you're really made of.
i thought you might change.. apparently you did..
push me more.
never knew i had limits
push me, let's see.
tasteless are your words..
bitter are mine.
feed me dirt then say it's honey.
show me colors, paint them black.
push me more..
just a bit more..
i never thought..something this true..may become grey.
white is not your color anymore..
and black is not mine.
go ahead just one more push
you'll see what i'm made of.
Drums ebbing from the deep, thundering and blood-curling... I LIKE.
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