Wow. This is rad, is it black? It was a dream. I felt strong and I was something. Still I feel like nothing. Nothing compared to what you think you are. That's why I'm happy.
I wear a black jacket I hail misanthropy and anything that's bad Destroying your life (since 1996), destroying me. Who do you pretend to be? Slide the blade along Make you proud and impressed
Oops I smiled today I got to punish myself I'm not supposed to althought I wanted to Giving up on everybody Is the hardest way to go? Apparently Joyless - maybe hopeless
Along the veins!
Today my leatherjacket is outgrown And I can see Hendrix, Reed and pop. Old man's music, but they where right.
