Speaker systems, braille tatoos, i'm
Washing my hands of the past
Why do I kill myself?
Why I in the wrong place?
Do as you please with your
Field of women, they can be found in
Venezuela, Mexico
I'm washing my hands constantly
Obsessively as any animal does
I am cornered, forever
Brought back home all in leather
Ignore these sections
Apply
International
India, Malaysia
What you can do this Friday
Voodoo
Highs of up to fourteen
Juice
No thanks
Not again
Never again
Finir les restes
If only I could
You've put on weight, like the Ugandan
Lion, to don't risk being eaten by this
Accidently
You may find a cultured left foot here
At Prescot Cables...or perhaps not
The sale of paracetamol is restricted
Pharmacists and supermarkets will
Share the profits on this
Phone the council
Call the cops
Eat five a day
Do whatever
I followed up on what I promised myself I would do
I will not do it seems
Shall I watch you depart again to find inevitable happiness?
Shall I witness a joy that surpasses even mine?
I hope so
I hope not
I don't know
Not anymore