So...
I can't believe I found this damn thing again.
My mind is a whirling mess of drugs, sex, rock and roll...and above all..lost love. I feel like if I dangle myself by a picture wire over the great Atlantic Ocean, the only thing that'll save me from unravelling and falling to my doom is a miracle. There's no "true love" out there. I realised that recently. Just little flings of obsession.
I look at Ron and I know there's something troubling him. But it's not something you can just ask. He seems to stare through walls.
It's no wonder I think Todd's bullet proof.
Somebody give me something to hope for...all I want is to see forever.
Two years-and I've found this again.
You could say I've relapsed.
Hello, my name is Timothy Dark, and I have a problem.
My mind is a whirling mess of drugs, sex, rock and roll...and above all..lost love. I feel like if I dangle myself by a picture wire over the great Atlantic Ocean, the only thing that'll save me from unravelling and falling to my doom is a miracle. There's no "true love" out there. I realised that recently. Just little flings of obsession.
I look at Ron and I know there's something troubling him. But it's not something you can just ask. He seems to stare through walls.
It's no wonder I think Todd's bullet proof.
Somebody give me something to hope for...all I want is to see forever.
Two years-and I've found this again.
You could say I've relapsed.
Hello, my name is Timothy Dark, and I have a problem.