Apr 16, 2004 18:10
The time and place seem to change
The broken thought and troubled talk never do
Edge towards a deluded promise
Lie to her face
Do not even smile
I hate the pattern
Lid to the problem never fits
Vicious reality
The peace is never stable
Rotten society
Twisted priority
I can't wait to hate you
Need to know too much
Pin cushion slut
Give me another hit
I will enlighten you with a broken back
Twist my arm
Shave away my humanity
Call me an ape
I still smile
Just another day
Full of home made denial