One, two, three, four. Five, six, seven, eight. . I am the raping sunglass gaze. Of sweating man and escort agencies. 60's Alienation the anthem of care.
What's your story baby. No control of what I am saying. Winter leaves still make me believe. No vendettas, just a cherry blossom tree. . Never had the chance to take you home.
To all the people who've hurt me. To all the life that has left me. To all the longing that lost me. To all the future that scares me. . To all the words that have drained me.
Embarrassed possessed and so uncivilized. Just take a look at the whites of my eyes. See me now and I will apologies. For me, for you, we knew they were lies.
Vintage aromas and vintage ideals. Old men greying to a dying country's needs. Waiting for a knighthood to while away the hours. Listen and learn now it's time to kill your betters.
I'm feeling sick with alcohol. I'm feeling numb with stupid pain. I smelt death all around our name. I feel the snakes crawling upon my skin. . Everywhere, everywhere is on its knees.
Economic forecasts soothe our. dereliction. Words of euthanasia, apathy of. sick routine. Carried away with useless. advertising dreams. Blinding children, life as.