Perhaps we haven't reached the end of the world...
We are no longer sensitive toward blood, we infact...
He just never seemed to grasp reality,
staring up at the ceiling in his empty king-sized...
Have you ever
Just want to be alone...
The demonic ways you think
the awful scenes you play over and...
"Skinny", she said, "that I'd like...
Pulls out the magazine...
Do you see this smile?
It's one of a girl who can't trust...
We check out humans like they are library books,
browsing past their skin with retinas made for...
With those blood stained hands
you captured world attention...
My life has been harshly decorated by their snide...
I have never been courageous enough to stand up...
I stand on this bridge
In the middle of two...
I have always seen
My dreams...
Light is dark and dark is light,
Or so the yogi says...