(no subject)
camel tins lay upon the floor stale smell of smoke
please dont barge in to tell me how your lifes a bore
all these upsetting feelings becoming no more
i want to be your stereo type a new reason of hope
this reason to make a joke from which you choke
these words of your minds divided whore
get off the phone
drift away some where to leave me alone
another mind to rape
clone and call your own
deserted thoughts of an unpainted time frame
pawning your life on to me like a game
give me some time another chance to grasp
a concept for your narrow minded ways
the last kick in the teeth
the last hand on your watch
please dont barge in to tell me how your lifes a bore
all these upsetting feelings becoming no more
i want to be your stereo type a new reason of hope
this reason to make a joke from which you choke
these words of your minds divided whore
get off the phone
drift away some where to leave me alone
another mind to rape
clone and call your own
deserted thoughts of an unpainted time frame
pawning your life on to me like a game
give me some time another chance to grasp
a concept for your narrow minded ways
the last kick in the teeth
the last hand on your watch