well...i'm almost finally, finally, finally, out of words

[ottum_leaves]

buildings and bridges
are made to bend in the wind
to withstand the world,
that's what it takes
all that steel and stone
is no match for the air, my friend
what doesn't bend breaks

we are made to bleed,
and scab, and heal, and bleed again,
and turn every scar into a joke
we are made to fight,
and fuck, and talk, and fight again,
and sit around and laugh until we choke

i don't know who you were expecting
probably some bitch who does not budge
with eyes the size of snow
i may get pissed off sometimes
but you seem like the type to hold a grudge
and in the end, i just let it go

buildings and bridges
are made to bend in the wind
to withstand the world,
that's what it takes
all that steel and stone
is no match for the air, my friend
what doesn't bend, breaks