Trust - Mathew Lee Cothran

Pleasure carries pain

I’m on a smoke break

Forever after all

Light twists on a knife

Trust no one and die

Together all alone

Showers stained by mold

I’ve been growing old

For nothing i suppose

A blessing and a curse

I don’t know which is worse

Lightning struck me twice

And my fair-weather friend is coming round the bend if I

Let them in

Let them in

Let them in