I don’t seek rhythm anymore,
I seek quiet.
the kind that echoes loud
when it finally hits the wall.
The noise was too much for me,
I need silence
for the part of me
that still screams chaos.
—Wrath
Maybe its not Too Late to Escape From LA through these Blinding Lights, so Save Your Tears In Your Eyes Snowchild, You're the Hardest to Love but have Faith and don't be Scared To Live in this Heartless world, so Until I bleed Out After Hours, Repeat after me, I'm Alone Again.