i slit my wrists, to take away the pain...
i slit my throat, but there's no one to blame...
now, it's time to change...
i'm the one who really don't like to go behind
the inclination... and dis place is not da site 4
me...
said i'm gonna change...
change to wat we believe it's da way we want
but f**kable by da social order... or...
change to sumthing ethically tolerable, but
we f**k...
wat's da points of, now?...
wat's da points of, never making mistakes...
i'm living in da world full of lies, full of regret,
full of trivia... lie to ourselves, regret to our
deeds...
sick of it! filthy politics, economical tensions, societal
shits, demographically unstable... it sucks us...
lost in the fields of confusion...
restless nights, they're not far away...
a7x,
i've been the wrong one time and time again...
now I'm on my knees forgive me please...
tore out my heart and handed to me on a silver platter...
sew up the hole, emptiness in the place of compassion...
-palola-
Friday, February 13, 2009
Turn The Other Way
Posted by danny piacenza at 8:56 PM
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