good song
this house is full of ears, but I can't speak to anyone they've heard this one a thousand times, most exciting thing I do hang half way out a third floor window, maybe throw lit cigarettes down and maybe i'll catch fire something warm to hold me something pure to burn away the darkness that lives inside my mind, all that evil shits not hard to find, maybe i just claim to be nice...this house is full of eyes, but i can't look at anyone they've seen this face a thousand times, most relaxing thing I do hang half way out a third floor window, look at rocks if i fall down, well maybe i'll fall hard, something tough to break me, something sharp to cut and bleed out all this pain, i don't even know your face, maybe its better this way
Alk3
Alk3