Sam carter yellowjacket
Fear, full of hate perforates me like a yellow jacket. Where was the grace when I was begging? I was asking for it. Woke from a vision. The plot is still fleeting. I carry you with me but I know what I saw. Hole in my head is in the shape of a man. I swear it was an illusion of the retina. Lyrics was added by LimeCZ..