In the morning you turn. The stars in your palm. Your throw them. On the velvet sky like a gambler. You smooth them with your palm. Maybe you're trying to read them.
I go to work everyday. And I bust my back for a shitty pay. Take away your fucking right. I have no will, no will to fight. . Endless struggle. Endless struggle.
he made a call to the president. subtle and sweet, but the animals cry. for all your phones and freeways. loaded homes insured and safe. . i don't need what you need.
I woke up today feeling like shit. my head is pounding, still not used to it. I've gotta find a way to push it all aside. hit the bottle, she's always by my side.
Masses of snow high above my head. I didn't know that snow can be black. I'm lying on icy ground... the end is coming. dark derides me. . Black cold makes my finger sway.
what's that you tried to pull over me?. you want a hook at the pit of me!. want me to feel that ive done you wrong,. you want a hook at the pit of me.
Your glowing breath. Tears of blood... pain... lust. Twisted bodies... souls... minds. Names were forgotten. Words are needless. . Space fades away... time has stopped.
everyday in boredom, it fills my mind. endless struggle to clear the process. Crimes of frustration clear the haze. existence is a fucking mess, morning remorse evening abandon.
once I saw friends singing arm in arm. now I see fists out for others harm. A bunch of fucking kids don't know what its all about. your so fucking tough when its three to one.
Immersed in my armchair. I'm leaving my body. I'm watching the atomic hell unleashed beneath me. I'm alone... only I'm to see.... Who decide it about?.
(Beer) Made from malted barley and cereal, grains, and hops. (Beer) We hate liquor especially peach (yeah, ok)....... (Beer) Beers the only thing for me it turns the yellow into clear pee.
they share the heat, multiplied and divided. above the reef, some collided to make a boy. the mirror drifts to the floor of the sea. he follows but loses reflection.
A stone arises slowly from a rock. Cold and grey. Stones wear down to a sand with time. Cold and grey. The sand falls through the fisted palm. Which only dust remains on.
pretentious fucking assholes. too cool for the scene. 20 years since they lived hard. old washed up and fucking clean. no sense of what's going on. the only feeling is greed.
I'm falling from the sky. I want to glue wings of screams. Touch the clouds full of water. . Once the world falls down. Which I'm retreating from. And moisten chapped lips.
it was over and i felt a hand run over my head. and the wind came and it brought me to the surface of the sand. and i realize that you are here to help me understand.
When the bound of day falls. sky-line glows as your passion. the scent of anquish small. though only such futile impression. . A night queen runs along my lid.
a little bit of a smile. a surprise i don't deserve. but you assure me it's mine. . i never let it inside. i thought that if you knew me well. you wouldn't give me the time.
patience, give me patience. patience for what's waiting on the other side. . cut the line, I'm getting better every time. and soon it will be your surprise, not mine.
By the landscape where you're hearing the shadows sing. Where clouds are dancing the dance of anxiety. You can meet us there...you don't have to scare.