Oh London bridge,you're falling down examining the structure now,we see that you were held together with paper clipspainted with nail polishand only g..
sometimes I go walking for milesthrough rivers of garbage running down the street,leaves spilled like blood in the gutters;everything is a memory of w..
I'm trying, okay?Once in a while I'll disappoint youbecause my mask doesn't stay clean long enoughI know you hate how over-dramatic I can be,twisting ..
of memories I think often,they come back when it's darkand the night has me surroundedbut why should I blame them?I can close my eyesand dream of spac..