tantalizing all good things come to an end good and bad shall blend and heavens murder me with each tear i spill in darkest hours i've felt chills so consuming i felt i was there at my own death watching me outside of me exhale my last breath i've felt so heavy i was sure to fall through the earths crust that surely cannot support us all and they let the ones that tread lightly go cuz they don't need em trying to mess up this world but i'm trying to make it better trying to mend this tattered sweater that used to keep us all warm but the chills... and i was just trying to help.