domenica, dicembre 03, 2006

It's not a problem


It's not my problem.She'll suck your thumb.All my violcence is gone.Well, here's your lucky day.Your ears are full but you're empty.Can you eat her yes you can.I don't want to see you 'cause I know the dreams that you keep, that's where we meet.Nothing is wasted, only reproduced.It doesn't help me.I'm paying the price of living life at the legal limit.Collapsed in love.I'm not that good but I am not that bad.Trying not to make him sick again.