Catherine

I'll gamble it all away, don't care what you do, I will live this age, in winter's iron maw, little comes of Neptune, even with a shallow thaw, look for signs in the bay, work is just a ruse, puts salt on our rage, everyone's a whore, sad song's ring on cue, what a cache they hoard, smoke cigarettes in the rain, every trick in use, it’s all such a game, love comes tied with cord, I don’t really hate you, even when you make me roar, this generation’s betrayed, TV reveals bitter news, we could fill our grave, with all its shoddy goods