It's so relieving to know that you're leaving as soon as you get paid.
It's so relaxing to hear you're asking wherever you get your way.
It's so soothing to know that you'll sue me; this is starting to sound the same.

I miss the comfort in being sad.

In her false withness, we hope you're still with us to see if they float or drown.
Our favorite patient, a display of patience, disease-covered Puget Sound.
She'll come back as fire, to burn all the liars, and leave a blanket of ash
on the ground.

I miss the comfort in being sad.