David Barbe. The medicine has taken you over. Washing away any desire. How does it feel at the end of the day. When your energy's gone and it's slowly replaced.
I don't want you to look at me though the eyes of a stranger. Because you might come to realize that I am stranger. Than a fish that never fries, than an eye that never cries.
I am frustration. Maybe you are too. No one is talking. There's nothing to refuse. But if I said I would not miss you. I was wrong. . I have been waiting, waiting for a clue.
Everyone knows the company man. With his company book in his hand. The songs inside the company book. Do not deserve a look. They're all rules in and of themselves.