A Tax - Wreck and Reference

Fear is overtaking me

This land mine mind, and your tripwire hairs

The taste of gunpowder on your lips

Why does my sight unfurl in these moments of desperation?

Careening towards the precipice

The plummet I have faced a thousand times

I can only apologize when I am in shambles on the floor

And I will destroy myself

Before I can destroy myself

Before I destroy myself