T is for Torture

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Rippin’ my heart was so easy, so easy
Launch your assault now, take it easy
Raise your weapon, raise your weapon,
One word and it’s over…

…Love your ego, you won’t feel a thing
Always number one,
The pen with a bent wrist crooked king
Sign away our peace, for your war
One word and it’s over
Dropping your bombs now, on all we’ve built
How does it feel now to watch it burn, burn, burn?

Dear Ryan,

Its funny when I’m getting ready to take a picture or come up with an idea how guided I am by music. It’s always on, even at work, a sometimes quiet escape from thoughts that don’t often behave.

Haven’t seen a lot of you lately. But I’m glad to see you’ve been posting a lot everywhere at least. I’m starting to forget what you look like a little, I wish the same could be said for my demons.

Oona

P.S. This version . Always dubstep people, always choose dubstep.