Crystal Lake

Poison The Well

Overheard your conversation. Tonight I'm not satisfied.

Sitting here I realize that I always think I'm right.

So it's over for all of you.

My scenery is lakes and trees

I just can't keep all concrete.

I've fallen for this metal and I love this handle

So it's over for all of you

Two round holes cut into this fabric.

And I will slide it over my head.

I'll chase you for all hours.

I never see you make the effort to chase me.

Now your final place is this lake.

Stare at me now on your way down.