- Put yourself at ease. Refrain from letting the gloomy statements from entering your once permeable skin. Solidify your beliefs just as you would the ideals that you hold true. The house that shelters an infinite amount of crystal waiting to be shattered by the thrust of a vocabulary unfit to be used in a conversation with the walls of reality. Imagine. Envision something beyond the stubborn fucks that glorify the domination they have. He is an imposition, she is a disruption to the patchwork quilt that was sewn as you aged.
Lethargic moments need a song, un chanson qui est beau:
CSS - Beautiful Song
Fly high on the rug
With the ones you know
With the ones you love
With the ones you trust
Ready the van the bus the plane
Again and hear the sound
Little air to breathe
Little work to kill
A nice table to seat
A clean pillow to dream
I feel the strength to ride
Another place to extra hide
It's better to break your back
Than to break your heart
I want to go wrong, if we do it
We can stop the time tonight
Bring only bad ones
You know you got it wrong
It means you got it right
Tellin' lies with stars
Makin up a weird glory
Young bosom dark lies
Twisting my homing guide
And I must try to resist
For your watch they disappear
All the records make interest
All the voices talk to much
All the photos you've seen
War medals for someone
like me like him like she
like me like him like she
Cause you'd better break your back
Than make no excuse
I want to go wrong, if we do it
We can stop the time tonight
Bring only bad ones
You know you got it wrong
It means you got it right
I want to go wrong, if we do it
We can stop the time tonight
Bring only bad ones
You know you got it wrong
It means you got it right
Oh many times times times times
We had the chance
So many times times times times
We had the chance
So many times times times times
We had the chance
So many times, times times
I want to go wrong, if we do it
We can stop the time tonight
Bring only bad ones
You know you got it wrong
It means you got it right
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
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