woah, you, stop. pull it all together youre getting ahead of yourself, look around and remember youre attached to a tether "im trying to break free from an elastic sling come along, im waiting for you to get me out of this thing." youre selfish you know and though you think youve progressed youre stuck in the deepest, damp, dark recess "feel pity on me, im weak dont you know? thats right, now youre mine and we'll take it real slow." youll outgrow them too, youre not coming in clear-- dont quench your taste for blood, it will be too late, my dear.
