take two then call me in the morning, she stands to leave, leans in to kiss then she slaps me without warning, god i love her should i risk it, but she really takes the biscuit god i love her so you k
i know where i am, and i know where ill be, right here besides myself as always you see, ill never leave me like the sea at low tide, my only true friend right here by my side,
twas it the the night before christmas when all through the house, ran a mad man on vodka, screaming my name is not klaus, picking up half an orange from a big jellied eel,
a sadness grips my heart tight fisted, locked in my eyes a fear deep and twisted, never before have i felt so unwhole, not the spark of a smile can i muster or cojole,
sitting in the boredroom, listening to blah blah park it, or blah blah suspend that thought, i drift to a place beyond, some jumped up little prick, drowns us with blah blah blah,
