[nothereanymore]

I would be lying if I said that things would never get rough
and all this cliché motivation, it could never be enough.
I could stand here all night trying to convince you,
but what good would that do?
My offer stands and
you
must
choose

All right, you win, but I only give you one night
to prove yourself to be better than my attempt at flight.
I swear to God if you hurt me, I will leap...
I will toss myself from these very cliffs and
you'll never see it coming.

Settle, precious, I know what you're going through...
because 10 minutes before you got here...
I was gonna jump too.

We all flirt with the tiniest notion
of self-conclusion in one simplified motion...