In a disaster story, A central conflict of primal rage, Usual sort of desperation, characters remain the same. Never cut you out. I cut you in, Feeding on life leftovers, I am writing to you. You should realize, It hurts me too. Walk on broken gla**, Is the pain safe at the end? All the elements in life's complexity, Make our struggle infinite. Never cut you out. I cut you in, Feeding on life leftovers, I am writing to you. You should realize, It hurts me too. All the elements in life's complexity, Make our struggle infinite. Never cut you out. I cut you in, Feeding on life leftovers, I am writing to you. You should realize, It hurts me too. I cut you in, Feeding on life leftovers, I am writing to you. You should realize, It hurts as I cut you in.