Modus operandi

And we will never see the rise But I fall behind And I make mistakes Now this will all come back on me tonight Because I've been so bad And I feel so low And it keeps chewing through me If I ever get...

[Originally by Classic Case] The first stroke of genius was the start of fixing up, A premature masterpiece seen only in the mind's eye. But Judging between us who's the fairest of them all? Distorted...