yes, sir. i hate you.
like the throw up in the back of your throat you fight to keep down.
its a dream...its a dream.
WAKE UP!
how can one live so misceheviously, so miserably, so wanting, and unnerved.
you crave her. you crave something new. you crave it.
but will you still lust, admire, obtain,
that which is dead.
its a dream...its a dream.
WAKE UP!
how can one live so misceheviously, so miserably, so wanting, and unnerved.
you crave her. you crave something new. you crave it.
but will you still lust, admire, obtain,
that which is dead.