I am trapped in a flood, but it isn't raining. I have a tendency to get bored too quickly. Recently my dull life seems to have no meaning. I am stuck with someone we're not communicating. . I wan
Newtown where everybody goes around sniffing televisena. Or taking footballina. Newtown. . Gimme another fix. Oh, gimme another fix. If not I'll go sick. If not I'll go sick. I'll be sick. .
He is a boy. He's very thin. Until tomorrow. Took heroin. Don't like himself very much. 'Cause he has set to set to self-destruct. He is. Set to self-destruct. He is. Too good to be true. .
Sugartown has turned so sour. Its people angry in their sleep. There's more small-town paranoia. Sweeping down it's evil sheets -. You can tell it's witching hour. You can feel the spirits rise.
Fly on wings of speed. That will bring you home to me. I'll never be free - from the darkness I see. As I wait for your smile. Though my hands are tied,. My feet are bound by fate. With clay at
Is happiness real?. Or am I so jaded. I can't see or feel - like a man been tainted. Numbed by the effect - aware of the muse. Too in touch with myself - I light the fuse. . I'm the changingman
Beware false prophets - take a stand!. My fortune cookie cracked up in my hand,. More advice to fill up your head. More empty words from the living dead-. Who seek to explain what can't really be