Monday, July 20, 2009

Evil twin of fantasy

Lightning in the mirror - the ulcer on your tongue that makes you weep when you speak

silence overwhelms and static rebels

i can empty your heart

and fill your mind.

I stand on the precipice of revolution - Renewal, re-up. ecognise the problems and rebuild the city

greet the new scum with open arms and empty pockets

because it's all about the beat. feel the beat, dance to the beat, don't get caught up in the game

Life's a fuckin' party, don'tchaknow. Step over the threshold, it's more fun in here - The music is loud, the lights are bright and the cigarettes never end.

on the ground, progam flies

wet seranades, who is right? empty eyes, what's in your mind?

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