Blow me, resonating in all five viscera and six entrails
High Energy by Domestic Glory
Regret on its parabolic trajectory
As for me, nothing but loneliness
I’m getting irritated
By the reality left for us
You abandoned your shallow feelings
Can my patience really have no limit?
What about tomorrow?
What I hate will only increase
Only things I loathe will come into view
What about those around me?
Avoiding those I hate more and more
Mocking those I loathe
At the key moment before the split
High Energy is comparatively malicious
Regret on its parabolic trajectory
As for me, nothing but loneliness
I’m getting irritated
By the reality left for us
You abandoned your shallow feelings
Can my patience really have no limit?
What about tomorrow?
What I hate will only increase
Only things I loathe will come into view
What about those around me
Avoiding those I hate more and more
Mocking those I loathe
What about tomorrow?
What I hate will only increase
Only things I loathe will come into view
What about those around me?
Avoiding those I hate more and more
Mocking those I loathe