But you didn't plan not to
I mean, I'm guilty of the same so no judgment here, but I'm still calling it.
Still stuck in this underscore
Under tow looks out for those feet and I intercede.
Rumble drum rolls out beats eratic to match my heart
In the Hopes that balance can fit the out come.
And I have my lines laid out before me.
Ballistic style destruction is coming, and I'll set my heart against it.
It's the only force I trust to save them, and they are worth it.
