woensdag 18 augustus 2010

and we continue to drool






I'm sad, or perhaps it is the music that is doing it to me. But anyway I'm disappointed in boys and girls, man and women. I am a bit of a runaway gun sometimes, there will always be too much tongue hanging out of my mouth. I just love talking, especially with other weird people. Even though I'm socially handicapped, I've done well until now. I do everything wrong, but as I am. I will learn from my mistakes, but I'll never change.

Dress me, I'm your puppet. Put a big pink bow on my head and push me in your most tight dress. I am your doll, I have nothing to say. Let the snakes and rats play with me. Let them devour me, nobody can stop them. Can I be saved? Salvation is near?
I really have no idea who I am. I eat the meat everyday but never enjoy it. I will not point the finger for I am the biggest mistake I ever made, the figment of my being. I wish I knew who I was then I could stick to fish and memories.
although I will always bear the scars, I deny the existence of myself.

Thank god for dancing, the only thing that fulfills all my desires.

Mmm, you make me shiver and scream of pleasure, your music makes me wild.

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