jag är tyst.

Ibland behöver man inte skriva något alls
när en låt bara talar direkt genom ens trasiga hjärta....

Just know we are a spec in time.

So follow your bliss
And destroy the beauty

I'll lock myself alone in a room
Drink until the clock strikes noon
With just a pen, a pill, and some paper
And maybe I will write a sad song
Or another cliche poem
Of the person that I long to be

I wanna die like Jim Morrison
A fucking rock star
I wanna die like God on the cover of time.
Just a blink and it's gone
So baby pour some fame in my glass.

So kill the forest
And destroy the beauty.

I'll lock myself alone in a room
Drink until the clock strikes noon
With just a pen, a pill, and some paper
And maybe I will write a sad song
Or another cliche poem
Of the person that I long to be

Colors blind
the eyes
Sounds deafen
the ear
Flavors numb
the taste
Thoughts weaken
the mind

I'll attack someone with a switchblade knife
So that I can see their pain
I choose to be a serial killer
'Cause the victims don't get any fame.

I'll lock myself alone in a room
Drink until the clock strikes noon
With just a pen, a pill, and some paper
And maybe I will write a sad song
Or another cliche poem
Of the person that I long to be

Just know we are a spec in time

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Postat av: skorpan

2006-05-01 @ 16:17:30
Postat av: skorpan

det skulle vara ett hjärta där... får helt enkelt skriva det istället.. "hjärta"

2006-05-01 @ 16:19:10

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