It's funny when you look around,
Just take a giant step back...
Everything I Do, I Do It For Me
By Mark Spencer...
A tipped bottle on the windowsill
next to the wine cascade...
We do but serve the servants
through our own free will...
How can we slow down this addiction?
This addiction for perfection...
A girl my age
With no friends at all...
The song's lyrics sink deep into my skin.
I feel the music, I feel its rythmn...
The more we run, the more we cry
The more we dream, the more we ask why...
Does every a gothic romance end like this?
With a cut of a kiss against thy wrist...
She likes to linger in the background,
When it's her choice...
Tarantulas and partisans
Telling Tanks and Telephones...
Afrikaners create apartheid
Tormenting all others...