It's morning and sirens sound from outside my bedroom window, someone's laying dead in their apartment all alone, and I can't even begin to contemplat..
sometimes I pretend I don't carewhen I doI don't know why any of us do thiswhen really it's passionate, fiery anger passing through me at the speed of..
you don't have to love mebut do not strum a single notethat bears my nameyou don't have to love mebut do not ask to borrow my penor my time for that m..
everything I have to give isn't what people want,but how can that beI'm just trying to live without these possessionsthey're messing with mesix feet a..