October
Wednesday 19 August 2009 photo 1/1
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He lives inside my mouth. And tells me what to say, when he turns the trains on, he makes it go away. The hands are cracked and dirty and the nails are beetle wings. When he turns the trains on he unties all of the strings.
Tell me something beautiful, tell me something free, tell me something beautiful, and I wish that I could be.
Then I got my wings and I never even knew it. When I was a worm, thought I couldnt get through it.
Come, come! The toys all smell like children, and scab-knees will obey.
I’ll just have to kneel on broomsticks, just to make it go away.
Because today Is black, because there is no turning back. Because your lies have watered me, I have become the strongest weed weed.
The taste of metal, disintegrator, three holes upon the leather belt, It’s cut and swollen, and the age is swollen.
Theres no one here to save ourself.
This is what you should fear, You are what you should fear.
Baaah skolan börjar idag ju :(
Tell me something beautiful, tell me something free, tell me something beautiful, and I wish that I could be.
Then I got my wings and I never even knew it. When I was a worm, thought I couldnt get through it.
Come, come! The toys all smell like children, and scab-knees will obey.
I’ll just have to kneel on broomsticks, just to make it go away.
Because today Is black, because there is no turning back. Because your lies have watered me, I have become the strongest weed weed.
The taste of metal, disintegrator, three holes upon the leather belt, It’s cut and swollen, and the age is swollen.
Theres no one here to save ourself.
This is what you should fear, You are what you should fear.
Baaah skolan börjar idag ju :(
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