Black lines on grey. Put on display. Within this plastic red frame. Abstract at best. My soul will testify that I am not sane. . I turn the knobs to the left to the right.
I hadn't expected this coming. I planned on something different. Towards the end I should have figured. Hooked to this support uncovered. With the fingers around me and the movement tightening.
j on nykyn harvinaista. lumilinnoja ei rakennella. tavallisesti pskyset. saapuvat jo helmikuussa. . vain vanhat muistavat. valkeaa joulun aikaa. kotiseutumuseoissa.
Joka y tss ruumiissa. Istun elinkautista. Siit, mit en ole tehnyt. Tss tytntnpanossa. Vartija on minussa. Kukaan ei oikeutta kynyt. Kalastan sanoja. Kuolleesta virrasta.
Joi poika senkin kuukauden. Ja aikaan kauniin aamunkoiton. Hn kouristeli itkien. Nyt viina veisi voiton. . Niin iti saapui huoneeseen. Valituksen kuullessaan.
heute ist ein guter tag. tag des wissens, tag des verstandes. heute ist ein guter tag. die arbeit zu ende zu fhren. . heute hasse ich mich. und verstehe was ich bin.
Feelings are confused in my head. but i will go on positively. I wont cry on myself. Cause im not a middle Class Kid!. . Get your opinion cause i ve got my own.
bruises and scabs. from my head to my toes. (take you forever ?) let's go. . eight wheels tonight. eight wheels are alright. . come to a crack and you fall to the ground.
Close your eyes, give me your hand, darling. Do you feel my heart beating, do you understand?. Do you feel the same, am I only dreaming?. Is this burning an eternal flame?.
And so his epic began,. With the touch of pen to paper,. Had he forfeit liberty?. Was equality greater?. His blameless head.... And what of my tale?. Would it ever be sung?.
Talk to a mother who hates a nurse.. Talk to a baby who thinks she's worse.. Talk to a rich man who reimbursed. The first burglar to steal a purse.. Oh, yeah..
Night falls as the sky scrapes. From the rooftops to the lakes.. Get in line for the handshakes.. Take a pill for the bellyaches.. The vampires and the Frankensteins.
Now I know why. You are the way you are. Youll see the air. The tactful past. . Which is more forgiving. Than these last moments. . We are the last of your faithful, well, friends.
That last one messed me up. Things look bad. Things look tragic. . I keep looking in the mirror. Afraid that I won't be there. . Courting Ellen West. Dancing on her grave.
Early morning hits, I found a way to get out of this. Underneath your desk, I carve your name across my chest. I got off my hands, I got on my knees. Now I know I'll pave the way to paint your face with greed.
everyday i wake up, and hear you whisper my name. maybe breathe a little prayer, but it just ain't the same. ignoring every word you say, every word when you tell me.
Who am I without this hope? You're holding on, I'm letting go. And so I drift out of control; a tragedy without your hope. (Who am I without this. hope?)... Progress is getting away, but I still see it, and I will follow. What would become of me if I stayed here? I'd rather not know... Knock me down,.
He cant escape. Legs trapped in the mud. Undiscovered creatures fester his sex. College, books, and money couldn't save him. Beasts of the marsh cannibalize.