pondělí 20. října 2014

The world's pus

Turn off the lightning, turn off the light,
turn off the living, turn on the night.
Give up on breathing get on the breeze,
Soak up the body and say just the "cheese".
Turn off the mooning, turn off the sleep,
turn off the smiling and get very cheap.
That is this life and that is this wolrd,
erasing memories, and getting so cold.
Loose yourself and loose all you love,
so go get just evil, now go to shove.
Stole the stars and all the good,
Destroy all things, that we could.
Though it's all about you and all of us,
we are the devils and world's pus.

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