drowning in the air that surrounds us all
all alone sitting by the phone
knowing he will never call
my acid spit eats my food before me
honesty as never been anyone's policy
I guess were playing catch
try to run and find out how the ache hatch
an open window and a little dope
something to save you through the day
I will try hope
a post rape shower
mental filth wont go away when your using physical soap
dancing around the carnage hugging body parts
just make sure you will tell me when the race starts
gather the armies and announce the call
this time we are the masters and God is the doll
I never wanted to believe that rumor
always prayed it was bad joke to make me choke
a stupid form of humor
a sink becomes a fountain of something that stinks
an hideout for tears
she is dying , I think















Comments
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Do you listen while you speak or do you just drift in and out?
its the only thing that brings out muse
I am glad you liked it
something to save you through the day
I will try hope "
" a sink becomes a fountain of something that stinks
an hideout for tears
she is dying , I think "
הסוף מדהים
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"Music is my religion"-Jimi Hendrix
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