Brigades - Calligraphy

And I couldn't sleep from all your calligraphy
It's making me weak, every time I stop to see
I have reconciled
You're all bold faced liars
Just the common collect, with no desire (woah)
It's up to me

You either get bitter or you get better
There's no silver lining in the goddamn header
Let's play revenge like a scene from Heathers
I have reconciled, with your drive for disaster
What a time to neglect, and to move on faster
(Whoah) It's up to me

It feels impossible to keep it together when all of your friends have become fairweather

And I couldn't speak from all of your infamy
You were never discreet, never made time for empathy
I have reconciled with being tossed to the fire
Just a long term effect, but it keeps me inspired
(Woah)
It's up to me

It feels impossible to keep it together when all of your friends have become fairweather

Written by:
Darren Young

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