With the bottle of empty dreams,
on the stone,
that grow furiously like a
hard cold day...
Explode your thoughts like a bomb
and
breathe.
"Who Knows"
Sorrow is close\ the show is close
The needle
in my eye,
this is real, this plan is seal,
this car....
I´m
addicted, my pain, my dope, my hope.
I easily die for you...
Coming to
me (smoking hot),
with a smile of a lunatic and the fire in the eyes,
she
whisper" Now that your gone, your
dead".
stab me twice
Open mind
to see
but the only thing to understand,
is this blood in my
hands...
Lights start vanishing at the moment,
no one on the
street
just a numb body passing by.
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