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Fast paced drone (AKA life)

Contributed by desolated_denial on Monday, 12th December 2005 @ 09:19:23 PM in AEST
Topic: abstract

Dancing cyclones,
in my head
All alone
and I'm feeling bad
I'm just an inch away,
from my sleep

All alone, now
All alone

Drunken drug lords,
pretty dress
All the colors
of the best
I'm just a drone with a style
Dancing fingers,
for awhile
The violent daddy
take a guess
Mommy help me
I'm depressed
God is calling,
I hung up
Time to fall out
Dirty mutt
This won't shut up,
I can't stop
All the words are
Prettied up
Painted ceilings,
for rent
Pile this **!* up
Time is spent
Mommy crawled out
of the hole
Christian daddy,
sold my soul
Drown me deeper
in my song
A nice riff to ...
go along.
I'm recording,
look at me
Life is rough now,
So damn pretty
Changing styles
So confused
Rocky miles
Broken fuse
First car wreck
Nerves broke down
Wires fall out
of my frown
I'm not human
More than you
I'm not getting
something new
I'm so tired
Tired now
All alone now,
in my house

Copyright © desolated_denial ... [ 2005-12-12 21:19:23]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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