Is my misery fun to you?
Is my sadness good for the blues?
Can I provide you more and more sorrow?
Do you want any more nightmares?
The ones you're climbing down the stairs
and start shouting and moaning in despair?
Get the fuck off my mind
You're not allowed here in this time
I'm living a life so sublime
I'm happy as stomach's butterflies
So leave me the fuck alone
I'm better on my own
I can take care of my solitary throne
With my queen demon bone.
domingo, 28 de agosto de 2011
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