Road blocks and fire. Barb wire upon barb wire. This is not your country. . Armoured cars, corrugated scars. Grafitti scrawls:. "This is not your country".
Now, there. There speaks a true friend. There speaks a friend for life. . You told me all the things. That you think are wrong with me. I just wish you'd stayed around and helped me put them right.
The edges are no, no longer parallel. The edges are no, no longer parallel. And there is no law of averages here. If you feel down. Then you're bound to stay down.