2002-08-25 @ 10:29 p.m.

permanent mood:

You flush it and it turns green
Before the mirror
You dance as nobody knows
You feel as if you are writing with a red pen

Crystal walls
Behind the screen
You gave up
You gave up
Oh no

That's it
That's it
You want to draw a thousand bottle of the same color

The girl has a pleasant voice
You dreamed of her in a shop
Beautiful fur
Brown fur

Still alone
Sometimes someone needs something of his own
What about having a lizard on your shoulder?

Someone may think you are something else
With these disorderly strange ideas
You'd rather be crazy than pretend to be crazy
I like the way you scream
You'd rather taste it than I force you to...

"You think I'm a queer I think you're a queer I think you're a queer"(Tori Amos)