This house is in a state of unrest br I'm trying so hard to do my best br picking up pieces of the dead, thats my goal br along with this career, i realize that i have no soul br all he wants to do is fight br but I don't just bark, I bite br after that the only thing i can think br is to take another drink, drink, drink br living under another's crazy rules br gives me something to light my inner fire...more fuel br talking under your breath, stomping about, slamming the doors br every time it happens, it's no more than simply a big bore br i gotta get my head straight.