Lying, no feeling, staring at the ceiling
sleeping or waking it all ends up dying
anger, desire, hate and vengence
pain, passion, surprises I lost my sense
monday,tuesday,wednesday what is today?
nothing ever changes in march, april or may
sitting, eating and watching television
black couch, blue house ,same old situation
skins are rotten, forgotten how to talk
bones are cracking, too tired to stand and walk
no birds, blue sky,white clouds or sunshine
everything is all dark like i already died..
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