BREAK YOUR SHIT

There's a moth laying dead in the basement

All he knew was fluorescent light

Didn't know to look for a replacement

Now he'll never take flight

There's a man staring dead at his phone screen

Illuminating black in his eyes

There's a still beating heart between the bed sheets

Screaming life, life, life

You're alive but you're living like a corpse

I hate to break your shit in 3/4ths