The Last Stitch

Woah Baby! ruh. I ohh I. Ooooh I oooooh I. Ruh ruh ruh. I ohh waa waa waa. Woo ohh I ruh wa I ohh I. Ooooh I oooooh I. Ruh ruh ruh. I ohh waa waa waa. Woo ohh I ruh wa I oohh I. Ohhh I ooohh I Ruh ruh run I ohh I. Ooooh I oooooh I. Ruh ruh ruh. I ohh waa waa waa. This comes naturally. I succumb to my wounds. Write till I die, rebirth then run run run. He’s a special one. Ahah yes I know. Don’t know if it’s a good thing yet. Not sure if we gotta kill it yet. Just a human pet, fucked up experiment. Mind building pyramids from the first one back to the top. We don’t know how it got there. It’s there. Snappin the drums and snare. Dance in the air. There then gone in an instance. I was once there, but now it’s just the building. Built from the bones, but it stays that. My work states that. But every time I die I come back, I come back with the bad. Run run Matt. Ahhhhhhhhh! ruh. I ohh I. Ooooh I oooooh I. Ruh ruh ruh. I ohh waa waa waa. I ohh I. Ooooh I oooooh I. Ruh ruh ruh. I ohh waa waa waa. I ohh I. Ooooh I oooooh I. Ruh ruh ruh. I ohh waa waa waa. I’ve always been the runt. The last one. I’m only here because the first two didn’t make it. I’m not bragging I’m simply stating that I’m the last stitch. You anit gotta expose me, I’ll do it myself. Every time I’m reborn I don’t think it’s a fairy tale. Every time I die, ill show you visions in depth. I’m a retaaaaard. Im not going to wards. I’m not running from wars. I anit scared to tear him apart. Think we all know that we’ve seen it since the start. I’m comfortably dark. They looking for my heart. But while they hiding judgment from all my scars. Woooooah baby! I ohh I. Ooooh I oooooh I. Ruh ruh ruh. I ohh waa waa waa. I ohh I. Ooooh I oooooh I. Ruh ruh ruh. I ohh waa waa waa. I ohh I. Ooooh I oooooh I. Ruh ruh ruh. I ohh waa waa waa.