IRC-Galleria

Forced by the pressure,
The territories marked,
No longer the pleasure,
I've since lost the heart.

Corrupted from memory,
No longer the power,
It's creeping up slowly,
That last fatal hour.

Oh, I don't know what made me,
What gave me the right,
To mess with your values,
And change wrong to right.

Please keep your distance,
The trail leads to here,
There's blood on your fingers,
Brought on by fear.

I campaigned for nothing,
I worked hard for this,
I tried to get to you,
You treat me like this.

It's just second nature,
It's what we've been shown,
We're living by your rules,
That's all that we know.

I tried to get to you,
I tried to get to you,
I tried to get to you,
I tried to get to you.

"Desperation is the raw material of drastic change. Only those who can leave behind everything they have ever believed in can hope to escape."

William Burroughs

Was there a poverty of care
When I cared for you?
And when I tumbled down the stairs
Was I not there for you?

I'm the fly in the ointment
Your major disappointment
Just because I can
Be a wayward man

I do all my best thinking
Unconscious on the floor
And when I kissed you, darling
Did I stick in your craw?

I'm a fly in the ointment
Your constant disappointment
Just because I can
Be a wayward man

Was there a poverty of care
When I cared for you?
And when I tumbled down the stairs
Was I not there for you?

I'm the fly in the ointment
Your constant disappointment
Just because I can
Be a wayward man

Be a wayward man
I'm your wayward man

Tänään kokeillaan!

Uudet kujeet.

"I am.. in a world.. of shit"

Täydet vaipat jalkaan viikonlopuksi \:D/

HAR HARMEIJA

Voi harmi :(