So what do you do when it’s one of those days?
Torch every single thing that stands in your way
Mind clouded, swayed by the heat and the haze
Will burned, love spurned where there’s only hate
You’re lost past the point where you might just break
Words your worst weapon, your very soul’s at stake
Not a whole lot more that you can take.
Now you know it’s time to draw the line
And let go of these unrelenting rhymes.