I was calling your name But you would never hear me sing You wouldn’t let me begin So I’m crawling away 'Cause you broke my heart in two I will not forget you
You seem so far away though you are standing near You made me feel alive, but something died I fear I really tried to make it out I wish I understood What happened to our love, it used to be so good
I'll kill you, you fucking flatchested cocksucking spastic horsefucker. i REALLY hate you, REALLY hate what you do, what you like everything so just do me a favor and disappear NOW.
I've always liked the minds of criminals, they seem similar to artists. Like a greek text: Then he appeared, he walked slowly, with a '' extinct'' face he just pointed out the victims. The ones who were meant to be killed. That time he didn't have friends neither family. That time he was just the one to decide who would continue living in this unfair life.