| Equally Boring |
| insane lights aglow ride this christ shite same knife tides/ zip flies slows time the toilet bowl where i fall in alchohol scalding calls |
| Instead of a living creature curl tight feotu in your mind become a poster on the wall the weather beats down outside the way he beats her the way he feeds her when it snows she knows it's time |
| a low sound burnt down and in between this some strange twist pulsing glare treacle hair Feral sight i keep my eyes wide a dark storm it grew horns then i knew it was all good ..all good |
| you're on show, your own show, a square home, was once soap................different hands |
| Instead of living dig yourself a hole you're the only place left to hide have to live off the mould |
| Just ask her, feel better, the timing, is getting, just add lines, to waste mine (think of some, mm what fun) ........oh how sad |
| [more to come] |
| this stuff by Jed |