An agony so somewhere within me that nobody will ever observe,
I take the agony and bolt it up and discard the key.
Since in the event that I remove this torment from the container for you to see,
You would not know the one you know since I'm not in any case me.
The one I was months prior vanished the night you cleared out.
My cruising soul was gotten on fire and sunk into the profundities.
I bless the outside yet inside my souls in seethe
An excellent vase loaded with harm, my bitterness swings to detest.
The despise that I have, I hold the nearest to my spirit.
It is the main thing I have left of you, it is despise that makes me Joel.