in the sort of state I've often found myself a servant in his master's bad books worry distorts what actually happens and my presence of mind gets shook
decency can be harder to find than one might think some of us are all money and no class drown out the beating of a frantic heart let the reckless passion pass
deception is the lie of the land best to conceal your love plenty of people to talk you into something they won't stick around to help you out of
strange how self-respect can lead to monstrous disregard for others up and move off the grid I've got half a mind to if you don't put yourself in harm's way harm may never find you
my dear friend was a young man when he caught his death his unavoidable destiny he was sent packing and my own affairs are a matter of some urgency
try and be anything than what you are and see where it gets you it takes some time to figure yourself out when we talk about him now no one says his name we all know who we're talking about
in my time I've made some bad things worse you don't have to explain yourself to me even the keepers of innocent intentions are susceptible to flattery
well they divvied it up and we all got a piece they say you can kill a man with a checkbook or an arrow and bow I don't know what to do with my only given life I'm gonna put things where I think they should go
no protection from all that will be done heaven won't preserve us from our fate I'm outside my range in a fraudulent deal nothing to do but wait
it gives me no great pleasure I don't relish the prospect on this particular occasion the worst is true I got one day more above ground and I'm gonna spend it with you