You want to know why you feel so hollow?. Because you are.. You're missing out? Well if you say so. Then you're missing out. . Everybody knows that you are insane.
I don't mean to make a scene. But even the mob know what the hell I mean. The knot is tight on my blindfold. I got my flesh full of blood. I hate rock and roll.
Fast approaching monsters marching in a row. Grab what slips your mind and what your memory won't hold. Run, darling, run. I'll stall them if I can. You'll escape, and I'll be left rotting on the vine.
When I was young, we used to play the game called hide and seek. Someone'd go hide, I'd count to ten. You probably never played, instead you talked a game of sheep.