April 2009
Leaving it all with my only friend Her beauty was lifeless on the stair Oh baby I´ll carry you away Into the garden´s tale But everything died and turned to stones I laid her down under th
I was standing on the wall, Feeling ten feet tall, All you maggots smoking fags on Santa Monica Boulevard, This is my front page, This is my new age, All you bitches put your hands in the air and wave