domingo, 8 de abril de 2012

Neutered my thoughts
I'm no longer an unhappiness little bug
Cut up my emotions
now I'm a scentless organ mass
No more blood for your veins, big boy

Suck out all the skin,
disarm the skeletons structure
No need to argue, no need to ask for some help

Strings that echo in your mind,
words that you once said
and then you left behind
like a little baby crying out loud
Nobody's sorrow is that
buy it may belong to us

The unchain and the ones who weren't there
forget about being available 
forget about your desires
forget about the colourless shape of your eyes
Unsatisfied puppies, those who bark at nite

Fuck my thoughts
fuck your feelings
fuck our treat
I don't need anymore fake rainbows in my garden

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