Sunday 2 September 2007 photo 2/2
|
Lilly look at my hands I am not shaking anymore. Lilly smell my breath I am not stinking from cigarettes and other stuff at all. Do you think there is hope for me, the slightest little hope for me? There is this guy that I talk to once a week or so. He say's I'm making him confused, this being a thief and a police at the same time being a post modern son of a bitch. Do you think there is hope for me, the slightest little hope for me? Don't expekt.com me to come back to you, Texas hold ‘em you know that I hate you. Lilly look at my bank account I'm not gambling anymore. Do you think there is hope for me, the slightest little hope for me? “Yes I think so, yes I think so. I think there’s hope for anyone if you're willing to change.” Yes, I’m willing to change and I would pledge my hands to get back to you some how. I met this fortune teller when I walked the street from the Jesus Park to Nobel Square. Do you think there is hope for me, the slightest little hope for me? “If you can spare me a dime I can tell you everything you'd like to know. If you can spare me some change I can offer you the future in exchange.” I put my hand in my pocket and I found a dime, this must be my chance in a life time. Do you think there is hope for me, the slightest little hope for me? “Yes I think so, yes I think so. I think there’s hope for anyone if you're willing to change.” Yes, I’m willing to change and I would pledge my hands to get back to you some how.
Annons