Sunday, February 18, 2007

it's 1:50am I have to pee and wake up early for work (not at the same time)

My confused look brings precious rain down upon our bodies
And holds back the man afraid of art
Afraid of change
He’s scared to open up his mind
Enjoy change
A bit of self destruction

Let me tell you a story…
Would you let me hold your hand while I tell it
Maybe if you get scared
We could be there together
To conquer madness
Or kiss it off to bed


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