Feelings of despair, hysterically out of control
cut the rope deep, let the blood seep
The potion is working slowly,
soothing like the morning mist
jump off before the crash comes
What will happen, what shall I do
maybe I shouldn’t do anything
Leave it alone and it will come home
do we really want it back
haven’t we done this all before
nothing really matters
If you can’t be with the one you love
then love the one you’re with
who ever thought of something so stupid
the Bee Gee’s?
We’ve all become animals, we tear at each other's flesh, hunger - comfort - Darwin was right
it’s getting dark, not too quiet
someone left the damn toilet running again
who switched off the music?
18/04/2002
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