I am going to use you. I am going to use you more than you may have ever been used. I am going to take and take and take.
And what I give in return may live in the shadows of your sacrifice to me until the end of days, but you should know that I can't breathe without you. I'll make it up one day. But for now, I hope you can swim with me in a panic.
A psycho personal tornado shreds the thousand thoughts that blink my eyes.
What keeps me calm is knowing that your turn to batter me within inches of my life... to keep your head above water... may be coming. And I wouldn't miss that for anything. That's real gold, and everything else called gold is ash.