viernes, 13 de abril de 2007

weak

tilling my own grave to keep me level
jam another dragon down the hole
digging to the rhythm and
the echo of a solitary siren
one that pushes me along and leaves me
so desperate and ravenous
so weak and powerless over you

someone feed the monkey
while i dig in search of china
white as dracula as i approach the bottom
desperate and ravenous
so weak and powerless over you

Little angel, go away
Come again some other day
Devil has my ear today
I'll never hear a word you say
He Promised I would find a little solace and some peace of mind
Whatever. Just as long as I don't feel so desperate and ravenous.
so Weak and powerless over you

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