MEME
01. Put your music player on shuffle
02. The first lines of twenty songs = a poem; the first line of the twenty-first song is the title
In a darkened place
Wont you look up at the skyline
We won't pretend that this is the end
I hurt myself today
A cross upon her bedroom wall
I've got some scattered pictures lying on my bedroom floor.
Hit her with a hammer
Sitting down by my window
Got my fever down, and weighed it up, and I know the sound
Would you like our way home
I was born in another world
And I will awake
You wanna make me sick
somewhere, sometime all things will be fine
I had disengaged to avoid being totaled
Monochromatic reasoning
I have worked out every last detail
can you hear the desperate cries that are calling out your name?
We only come out at night
Do you really think so?
something in my mind keeps me satisfied
02. The first lines of twenty songs = a poem; the first line of the twenty-first song is the title
In a darkened place
Wont you look up at the skyline
We won't pretend that this is the end
I hurt myself today
A cross upon her bedroom wall
I've got some scattered pictures lying on my bedroom floor.
Hit her with a hammer
Sitting down by my window
Got my fever down, and weighed it up, and I know the sound
Would you like our way home
I was born in another world
And I will awake
You wanna make me sick
somewhere, sometime all things will be fine
I had disengaged to avoid being totaled
Monochromatic reasoning
I have worked out every last detail
can you hear the desperate cries that are calling out your name?
We only come out at night
Do you really think so?
something in my mind keeps me satisfied